Diana is over into some very nice country in Montana. Check out the pictures of today’s blog. http://lifeontheopenroad.blogspot.com/2010/07/other-hikes-in-glacier.html
It was nice when the Team was there and it is nice now. It seems like a trip back up there could be in order.
In desperation the Team went over to the Lamar peninsula in search of cooler air and a place to get in a long walk. The air was cooler and the short walk was VERY fast. The place chosen to park was at the kayak launch area near the Big Tree of Texas history fame. The Truck was pulled off the road and a check of the thunder line a long ways away was made.
Then a short walk back of the truck of twenty five or so feet was made to check out the spot for launching Puddle Boat. It looked ok but not perfect so it is added to my launch spots list.
Now we are three minutes after the first picture. While standing there checking out the launch area a low volume “growl” was heard coming from the water behind me. Now what can that be??? A turn to see what it was gave me this view of the rain drops hitting the water making the noise that was heard. Check out what had moved near in just four or five minutes.
A fast “walk” back to the Truck got me in the cab just as the first rain hit the Truck. WOW that was close. When my body gets wet it becomes a wet skunk it seems. PHEWWW. Anyway the Truck was dry and a few minutes were spent enjoying the rain all over us waiting for the intensity to come down. After the rain it was hotter and wetter so the Team called it quits and headed back to the Castle.
After supper the weather looked as if it might allow a walk at the beach park. After parking, the first encounter was with this exceptionally critical evil eyed park superintendent.
That picture was not shot with telephoto, but by getting in that close.
The walk continued along the boat launch pier toward the boat ramp. There was an odd object at the end of the pier.
Most likely somebody is going to wish this PFD and anchor had not been forgotten. There were several boats and PWCs running around in the ski basin with folks having a lot of fun.
Toward the turn back point of my walk, a nice fellow said HI and we talked for a long time. He camps in an extended Ford van for a few weeks now and then. His home is a house north of Austin, Texas. As it turns out he has been researching Bibe and with my help he now has even more places to go see. He is four years older than me. We parted company with good lucks and waves to each chase their way of trying to have tooooo much fun. TheOFM.