Perhaps it's like getting out of jail. Nah, maybe that's a little extreme. I guess it's more like being let out of school. Getting outta town for a three day camping trip was exactly what the doctor ordered. Now I am back in my cube and all I can think about is restocking the coolers, filling up the tank, and heading back out again. Such is life.
So anyway, Friday after work we split and drove north. We arrived in the dark at our first destination around 10pm and promptly setup for the night and crashed. The next morning I would try and fail at fishing the ponds but that was OK since I would much rather catch snakes anyhow. So we broke camp and headed out to a more secluded area away from all the people that were congregated at the ponds.
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This is the first of four gopher snakes we would encounter over the weekend on the roads.
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