lot of Saturday

Saturday, what a day. I have been looking forward to Saturday from the beginning.  It is the day of fun, to run and play. When I was little it was the day that dad was home and the day we went out and had fun. Saturday is the day to loaf in the sun of a summer day. Go fishing, ride a horse for fun, and have an adventure. Yup Saturday is the day.

porcupine dam looking out from camp

Now I have seen a Saturday or two about 24,012 counting this one; but who is counting.  There was one I think it was 7,637 or there about.  I got off work about 5:30 on Friday evening and the wife and I loaded up our ford station wagon we had at the time and head out for a weekend of fishing.  We headed up and over the mountain road from Eden to Avon then up the porcupine road to the scare canyon area and the porcupine dam.  As we got there it was dark and my wife did not want to ride in the car over the winding dirty rocky mountain road. There was a big drop off on her side of the car. she had been over the road in the day light  and did not like the road.  So I let her walk with our little dog peewee and I drove real slow so as to keep from running them over as they walk on the road in front. She and peewee made it clear that there was something out there following us. It was only about a quarter mile to the camp site, and it was pitch-dark, after stopping  a dozen times to reassure her that all is well and trying to get her to get back in the car; we made it to the camp site.

 They don’t call it scare canyon for nothing.  The hair on the back of your neck will give rise to the a occasion.

We got to the camp site and unloaded the car putting all our supplies and fishing gear under the car. Then we made our bed in the back of it.  As we were putting things under the car my wife shown the flashlight around the area and found old short tail peering around an old fifty-five gallon barrel what was used as a garbage can and target. Short tail is a mountain lion that inhabit the area and that another story.  Anyway I tried to reassure my wife she had nothing to fear from short tail.  She was a little unhinged playing peek-a-boo around the garbage can with a 130 pound mountain lion,she was sure it was what was following her.  It was after midnight and now Saturday. So it was off to bed and to an early rise to catch fish.  

Peewee could not be assured that all was ok he kept barking and running around the car as we tried to settle in and get some sleep.  I was about ready to put him outside the car so we could get to sleep when there was a flash of lighting and a loud clap of thunder, it was raining hard. You are not going to get out of the canyon after a heavy rain for a week and I had to be back to work Monday. The soil in the canyon is that red clay, and so is the road out of there, that turns into a sticky muddy bog that will hold you there till it dries out. So much for fishing, we need to get the well, you know make like a tree and leave.  We got up and run around the car putting our stuff back in the car.  When I stared up the car and turned on the head lights, there not fifteen feet in front of the car was a big black bear.

   Dog barking, wife screaming and tires spinning we were out of there for a dryer and less primitive place to camp and fish.

Yup Saturday is the day for adventure.  

What is your Saturday adventure?

Thank you for coming by and god bless.