I was watching closely for snakes. When we first arrived here, I was throwing some coffee out over our fence rail and almost had a heart attack when I spotted a snake...I should have noticed he was "belly up" and lying in the same position with his tongue out and made out of rubber...Some deranged little kid's toy snake...Put the defibrillators away, Den.
You could walk right up to the big outlet tile that lets the water out of the lake. They sound a siren once to lower the river level and twice to raise the river level. This gives a warning to people who are boating on the river that the water level will rapidly change..or the sirens can also be used as a scare tactic for ignorant Illinois people in fear of a tornado.(like us)
The river is running high again today and they just sounded the siren twice, so it will rise again. Every tree is popping with little leaf buds and it is getting very green.
Since the wind picked up and dried things out, Dennis has noticed the pollen in his contacts again.
The Eagle "Scout" was back again today, briefly. I really want to get his picture with the sun out on him. When I got up this morning just after we raised our shades, I noticed the two Eagles up in the tree sitting close together. Of course, by the time I got on my slippers, camera and sweater on and got outside, they flew off. I am determined to get a better shot...Maybe tonight.
Our weather was cloudy this morning but the sun is suppose to come out this afternoon. Yesterday afternoon, after I did my sunbathing routine, we took a bike ride around the two loops of the campground..Keep in mind we are down in a ravine like area and it is up one hill...down one hill...up another hill..down another....good cardiovascular, so Den tells me. He who has the mountain bike with gears...I wanted to kill him.
Tomorrow we make our trek into DeQueen, (as opposed to Da King),to do our laundry and get groceries and fuel..We will also use this opportunity to make a few phone calls, since we are in cell phone Hell where we camp. I can hardly wait to see what characters the laundromat has in store for us...Our diesel fuel is running about $3.88 at WalMart. I am sure it will be more in Illinois.
Our campsite is perfect..sits high overlooking the Cottastot River, with a railing (which I have been known to hang over looking for birds).
The bare dead tree just across from us makes a great Bald Eagle hang out...Den spends alot of time at rail just watching..We have our binoculars and camera with us outside most of the time.We move again on Wednesday..going up to Table Rock Lake for 1 week. We have never been there and I am anxious to see it..
Well, it was about 11:30AM when I finished the upper part of this blog post. At that time Den stuck his head inside the door and said, "Let's walk up to the outlet tile and see how much water is coming out of it. I should have known better. He has taken me on several unintended marathon walks before...So, I threw on my sweater and we walked up to the spot where tons of water was surging out of the pipe. Now Dennis says,"Let's see where this road goes...maybe up on top of the dam.." OK, let's, but it is now getting quite warm and I am dressed for cool morning weather, not sunny warm almost noon weather...We walked ...and walked.....and kept walking..up BIG hills, down and up again..about 2 miles later we got to the top of the dam...and an outhouse, which I badly needed!!!
We took a few neat photos and then turned around for the 2 miles back to our camper..
It was now VERY warm..I shed the sweater earlier..I had on my OLD walking shoes, thinking we were only going on a "little" walk in the woods, hence a blister ..We arrived back at the camper at 1PM..Will I never learn???I put on shorts and reclined in my sunning chair for the rest of the afternoon.
There was one treat left for the afternoon,though. My Eagle Scout came around and landed in his favorite tree...in the sunlight...and Den got some GREAT shots!!
Well, I am going to attempt to end this one more time....If Den suggests a walk..I, for one have had enough!!! More later
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