I remember riding in the back of our jeep when I was a teenager. Every bump, every song from "The Last of the Mohicans" soundtrack, every bug smacking into my face is a fond memory to me now. I loved that feeling of the wind whipping so fast that it made my hair go wild and my eyes water. I can hear the giggles from the backseat even still.
Dale and Rose are starting to feel that wind too. And although the only music we have in our bright red jeep right now are Bon Jovi, Motley Crue, Micheal Jackson and Madonna on old, like totally rad, cassette tapes from the 80's, I know their memories will end up being way more than a whisper for them too.
When we're not completely overwhelmed by the heat of the summer, we try to take the jeep for little outings.
On this day, we didn't know where we were headed, but we ended up some place pretty cool.
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| The view from the jeep crossing the Green Randolph Road bridge. |
We drove along the backroads near Tuttle Creek Lake and kept driving past a sign that read "Road ends ahead" to find a old abandoned boat dock that led to a sea of green weeds.
It was strange to know that we were staring out onto a vast area that once was full of water. Kind of eerie, if you ask me. But it was that strangeness and quiet mystery that made us linger.
That and there were sticks to play with.
We had planned on having a nice family picnic, but we ate standing up instead due to the insane amount of bugs flying around our heads and feet. Dale and Rose were okay with that.
There were a lot of birds flying around too. This here fella is called a Dickcissel. He sure had a pretty call.
We hung out for a bit in the hot sun until Rose decided she wanted to nap on the concrete. Then we knew it was time to head home.
Then we went to City Park to play more. We really crammed the fun in that day.
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| Sleepy angel. |
A very busy day!
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