Thanks Meanie. That was one of those once in a lifetime photos.
Fish rarely cooperate much.
Yesterday I polished up the Camry and Judy cleaned it out and made up a little picnic. Then I took Judy up the hill about 40 miles, to a little spot where there's a tiny creek coming down from the peaks. It was nice to get out of the valley and look down to see much less smog than typical. We ate sandwiches and took some photos, and came back home.
I first went there in 1977.
I had moved to California, my car got hit, and I bought a motorcycle. I rode it here the first week.
I ride every bike here at least once, and every car too. It's become a stupid tradition, and today our Camry got to go.
"Oh Look...flowers!"
"Oh look! a snake!" .... just kidding.....
Actually there was no snake, but a dead possum carcass in the creak spoiled
that photo.
Low Rez wildflowers.
If a selfie shows you taking the selfie too, is that a super selfie?
I'm looking at my photo thinking, "Dammit...I didn't shave.... My hair is making my teeth look really yellow."
Judy is probably thinking, "Why did I marry this redneck?"
It was about computer skills and tool handling abilities, I'm certain.
It wasn't for my teeth.
Judy has $15,000 worth of hollywood teeth. I remember the bill. I wish she'd smile in the photos, but it is the season for rattlesnakes...