The trip to Angora lakes proved to be more fascinating than I ever imagined. I was in a different world, that's for sure. Let me tell you about it...
Today started with quite a bit of lounging and fooling around.
We took a bathroom stop during the drive up to the trailhead of the lakes and ended up momentarily redirecting and following the sound of a nearby river. The kids played in it and found a couple lifeless crawfish, which they had never seen before. They found them excitably disgusting.
The trees were towering.
Not only were they tall, but some of them had small clumps of peculiar moss growing on them, something I have never seen before.
As soon as we parked and I looked at the trailhead I was instantly excited. All around me were giant trees with even more bright green moss covering them. Was I in the land of the fairies?
Not only that, but there were clouds spread thick across the sky, yet the air was calm, undisturbed, and serene. I knew today was going to be a perfect picture taking day.
On the way up the trail...If only pictures could do justice.
This first lake we were completely alone. All the other hikers passed by it, which is fine by me. We played with the minnows and fed them giant sized black army ants.
Minnow watching.
Below: I spy with my little eye...
F is for...
FAMILY.
Or Farting Fieldtrip.
To the second lake...
The kids watching illegal cliff divers and a hippie woman doing yoga poses on a giant boulder, dressed in a bikini.
That evening we checked out a really good German restaurant. It was nice and quiet there and the chef brought us a game of scrabble. Deac piled all of his food together in his bowl before he dug in. It made us all laugh.
German macaroni + beef sausage + green beans = YUM.
