I had some concern for reptiles, or rather — my bare skin legs as I traversed a narrow trail with dry summer range grass and rocks to either side (the next peak over is named Rattlesnake Mountain) A mountain bike might have provided more clearance and a sense of isolation. However, the only creature that I could spy on this hike was an occasional fast over the rocks lizard. Granville W. Huffaker, an early pioneer and homesteader in the Reno area in whose name this natural open space is preserved, likely furnished this dry grazing feed land for cattle. The beef supplied Miners at the Comstock Lode back in the day. The stone embedded unmarked trails have gentle rises with sweeping views allowing for confident navigation.
maybe the creatures spied you…