On Mother's Day we packed a picnic dinner and drove up to the lake that is near here. We have been there before, mostly just on the lake boating with cousins, but have not explored the surrounding area very much. So, we thought we would look for a nice spot for a picnic dinner and watch the sun go down.
There were two directions that we could choose to follow. Our driver chose the one to the right of the lake which meandered around and very soon looked like it would be taking us down near the river. We kept following it and found a couple of guys fishing. There were a couple of remote campsites but mostly the area seemed pretty desolate. We decided we would go back up by the lake. As the road winded around, the driver and myself had our eyes on the hills and dam in front of us. From the back seat a loud... "there's a gila monster!" came spouting out of the youngest girls mouth. Followed by..."there are two gila monsters on the road!" and then "stop the car!"
This bigger one was more interested in getting into the grass and brush. Camera shy I guess.
So off they both went. They were in the road when we first drove up on them and as quickly/slowly as they could move they were on their way. Now, if anyone is counting, this makes 4 gila monsters that we have seen since moving here to Arizona. Four. So for everyone that tells us..."I have lived here my whole life and have never seen a gila monster"... hang around us. Because in the sixteen months that we have lived here, let me remind you, we have seen four. Four.

We followed the road back to the lake and this time took the road to the left, which brought us to an area that overlooked the lake. We carried our stuff and found a nice place to sit. Other than just a few people here and there, and a flock of vultures flying around eyeballing our sandwiches, we had the place pretty much to ourselves. After our picnic by the lake we strolled around the shore a bit. We took a few more pictures. And, why yes, the girls caught some fish! Did I think they might just try to toss them on me?

Do you think someone was using them as bait and left these three behind? Do my kids know that just the littlest thing they find is a perfect opportunity for a photo? Do you think it is time for a manicure?

And then, as the sun was going down, a celebration along the shore was just what we needed to end the day.

disclaimer: the fish were someone's bait that they had left on the shore. they were already past the living stage...we were not the ones that kept them out of the water to die an untimely death.
Your "time for a manicure" statement sound like something my mom would say to me.
ReplyDeleteYour jumping picture made me laugh out loud.
I laughed out loud since I just finished redoing my nails with new polish I bought today. Presto Pink!
ReplyDeleteJumping is fun! Chipped nail polish....the reason I never get a manicure.
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