Last Saturday I wanted to get out of the house, and I knew bad weather was coming, so it was now or never. There was a place at the southern end of the mountain range known for having plants not found anywhere else in the area, so that was our destination. I loaded up the kids, told my husband where we were going so if we broke down he'd come find us, and off we went. We didn't see any people the entire day, but we did see some sheep.
The southern mountains were beautiful, and colorful flowers dotted the benches (slopes coming down from the mountains).
We stopped near some rocks to go "rock climbing." Desert Boy decided after a quick try that it wasn't quite right for him. Desert Girl tried out her newly acquired bush-whacking skills. She did quite well.
Then we had a picnic lunch. That always makes every trip fun. Afterwards Desert Boy wanted to climb the hill on the other side. I wasn't too enthused, but he really wanted to go, so up we went.
I did find a couple interesting flowers on the way up, and the views were really nice.
At the top, Desert Boy found a couple bones. He was delighted.
We wandered over the flat top and looked down at the wash on the other side. The bottom was bright green with round circles.
It was so quiet, and it felt so desolate! One of the things I like best about the desert is the sound of it.
But then little cries irrupted the silence. Desert Girl had found what made all those circles down below--harvester ant mounds. She had been intrigued by one and wandered close enough that the ants started crawling on her. One bit her, and she was none too happy. We hiked back to the truck and continued on our trip.
The next road we traveled was nearly a tunnel through the sagebrush. These are some of the tallest sagebrush, and densest, that I have ever seen. The kids napped while we bumped along on two-track roads. There are very few signs out there, so it's a really good idea to have a map.
When Desert Boy woke up, he wanted to go home. I told him we weren't quite done with our adventure. He wasn't happy, but when I told him we would look for more bones, he perked up.
Then we found LOTS more bones, and he was so happy! I wouldn't let him take anything that still had hair or blood on it. I guess I'm a mean mom.
We went farther and he found even more bones. I found flowers. Desert Girl found more ants (but observed them from a distance). So we were all happy.
It was getting cloudier and windier, so it was time to head home.
The next day when we woke up, we were in for quite a surprise:
Back to winter! It was a great day for relaxing. And for Desert Boy and his daddy to work on their project: putting the bones together. Because these weren't just any bones, they were dinosaur bones. And they were both very determined to recreate the dinosaur.
This is what they came up with:
It's a very dangerous dinosaur, even though it's small.
This dinosaur skeleton now holds a place of honor in our house.
It may take us a while to top The Great Dinosaur Adventure.
Wow, what a day! And I, too, love the sound of the desert:)
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ReplyDeleteYou're great parents! I would have been saying "Don't touch that! Don't touch it!" LOL. I love your stories and adventures.
ReplyDelete~Alison