Crazy desert in AZ where old men retire and drive golf carts through the streets...there's even special lanes for them. I'm not kidding. Green Valley belongs to them.
Hiking trails go through backyards. Snakes everywhere, most dead, for in AZ they run them down as surely as they do in Montana. If It's a Snake, Kill it and Let God Sort it Out.
Hated to see the little dead King snake in the drainage ditch.
Heard the Javelina's, once endangered, now walk about looking for their due- free food. ( true Americans...) Did not see any. Too bad.
My two sons caught lizards. Quest completed. We went to the Anza Trail. Ran into a Psychologist friend of mine...go figure... I never trusted Shrinks..had a real Mexican dinner with the parents and our Shrink pal and then the walk through the cactus. Night just like you'd guess- hot, air heavy, critters running everywhere- it's the Monsoon season (sic) and everything gets excited about Water. Water Water Water- we're going to live another year. I kept stomping my feet hard every third or fourth step, hoping the 7 foot Western Diamond Back Rattler would hear the vibration and not strike, but slide away from the commotion. Carter caught a Horney Toad- Boy, was he in Heaven. (The boy, not the lizard.) I couldn't even see the ground anymore, the Sun had set and the place was waking for a nights dancing. The Boy was as excited as the wildlife. Boys know.
Feds diverted the Freeway about an hour North of Nogales. Illegals don't travel often down the main drag. Must be Terrorist stuff. Windows down in Jerry's truck. Poor guy has sleep apnea. The surgery flopped and now he's as dingy as a March Hare. His eyes bulge and he has a sloppy, hit in side of head expression. His sleep deteriorated 40% after surgery, he thinks, but he's not really sure of anything any more, the poor bastard sleeps so little.
He's a Russian Jew and dark complexioned, a little swarthy, or as thick as a couch potato can aspire to. We had Khuks in the truck. No firearms, but the 20" Kobra might be hard to explain. "It's those damn Javelina- they're getting cocky and crave red meat, Officer."
My idea was to bang the khuk along the side of the fender while we waited in line. Jerry knew a few phrases of Arabic- "God Be With You." and some others. We laughed.
When it was our turn in the motor line we expected the Wave on, but a khaki uniform held a hand up for us to stop.
He looked at Jerry. "Country of Citizenship?"
"YOU Nighted Staaates." Jerry drawled. It didn't sound very American to me.
I have a beard and ill cut hair. My oldest son, 7 years, was probably just a plant. You know?
The Officer waved us on. I laughed and laughed. You see, Jerry has never admitted to being a Russian Jew: Like I really care. It's important to him, you see, that he be taken for what he is...or whatever. Fill in the New Age Nonsense. It was funny. You can't hide where you come from. 50,000 years ago Jerry's ancestors and those in Iraq probably shared goat milk over a fire. And today the Jews and Arabs hate each other's guts.
Genetically we're all the same animal anyway. Thank goodness this highway check defeated Terrorism.
I'm back, or as back as this poor slip shod son of ----- can be. Drove thousands of miles to type these words. Drove from the border of Mexico to nearly the border of Canada in 2.5 days and a roast March Rabbit sounds OK to me.
munk
Hiking trails go through backyards. Snakes everywhere, most dead, for in AZ they run them down as surely as they do in Montana. If It's a Snake, Kill it and Let God Sort it Out.
Hated to see the little dead King snake in the drainage ditch.
Heard the Javelina's, once endangered, now walk about looking for their due- free food. ( true Americans...) Did not see any. Too bad.
My two sons caught lizards. Quest completed. We went to the Anza Trail. Ran into a Psychologist friend of mine...go figure... I never trusted Shrinks..had a real Mexican dinner with the parents and our Shrink pal and then the walk through the cactus. Night just like you'd guess- hot, air heavy, critters running everywhere- it's the Monsoon season (sic) and everything gets excited about Water. Water Water Water- we're going to live another year. I kept stomping my feet hard every third or fourth step, hoping the 7 foot Western Diamond Back Rattler would hear the vibration and not strike, but slide away from the commotion. Carter caught a Horney Toad- Boy, was he in Heaven. (The boy, not the lizard.) I couldn't even see the ground anymore, the Sun had set and the place was waking for a nights dancing. The Boy was as excited as the wildlife. Boys know.
Feds diverted the Freeway about an hour North of Nogales. Illegals don't travel often down the main drag. Must be Terrorist stuff. Windows down in Jerry's truck. Poor guy has sleep apnea. The surgery flopped and now he's as dingy as a March Hare. His eyes bulge and he has a sloppy, hit in side of head expression. His sleep deteriorated 40% after surgery, he thinks, but he's not really sure of anything any more, the poor bastard sleeps so little.
He's a Russian Jew and dark complexioned, a little swarthy, or as thick as a couch potato can aspire to. We had Khuks in the truck. No firearms, but the 20" Kobra might be hard to explain. "It's those damn Javelina- they're getting cocky and crave red meat, Officer."
My idea was to bang the khuk along the side of the fender while we waited in line. Jerry knew a few phrases of Arabic- "God Be With You." and some others. We laughed.
When it was our turn in the motor line we expected the Wave on, but a khaki uniform held a hand up for us to stop.
He looked at Jerry. "Country of Citizenship?"
"YOU Nighted Staaates." Jerry drawled. It didn't sound very American to me.
I have a beard and ill cut hair. My oldest son, 7 years, was probably just a plant. You know?
The Officer waved us on. I laughed and laughed. You see, Jerry has never admitted to being a Russian Jew: Like I really care. It's important to him, you see, that he be taken for what he is...or whatever. Fill in the New Age Nonsense. It was funny. You can't hide where you come from. 50,000 years ago Jerry's ancestors and those in Iraq probably shared goat milk over a fire. And today the Jews and Arabs hate each other's guts.
Genetically we're all the same animal anyway. Thank goodness this highway check defeated Terrorism.
I'm back, or as back as this poor slip shod son of ----- can be. Drove thousands of miles to type these words. Drove from the border of Mexico to nearly the border of Canada in 2.5 days and a roast March Rabbit sounds OK to me.
munk
Hope you had a great trip. It is hot here for sure so I'm sure you are glad to back up north.
