Then We Got Lost..........

And that is how most of our Grand Adventures begin....by getting lost, I mean....

Coming home from the London Bridge, Arizona that is, in two vehicles, Dragn was excited to be able to drive on historic Highway 66.....we took the turn off, and cruised along not knowing or really caring what to expect, crossed the Colorado back into Arizona again.....kinda the wrong way for heading back to the Lair...but heck,

We found Oatman. The town. Well kinda a town. I think it's biggest claim to fame is that it's a magnet to wild Burros....as in those lil' Donkey critters....for a buck you buy a bag of carrots and have a friend for Life....or at least the life of the bag of carrots.

Lil' Wolfie and the Dragonlings loved 'em......

Absolutely adorable critters, semi domesticated, soft and aching for attention.....and carrots. They're wild, but they know what side their carrot is buttered. In another location, they might well be seen as large, hoofed vermin, but in Oatman.....they rule.

Then, after exploring the town abit, and making more hoofed friends, not to mention running into an old adventurer friend....in the frigging middle of Nowhere, the Cubs and Dragonlings looked up and saw.......this.

"Can we hike up it, Wollf?"
It was pretty imposing, and after discussing the parameters of the hike itself, the time involved and the possible dangers.......The Four Bigger Wolfie and the Dragonlings decided to hang around in town while Lil'Wolfie the 11yr old and I scoped it out.

Poor Dragn........she'd have loved it, but Lil'Wofie decided that it might be too dangerous for her and the other older "Boyz"......at least we took the video camera.

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Adventure......ahhhh....getting lost is half the recipe.....

Oh, and after you're done fuming at me, check the comments, won't ya?
Happy New Year coming soon.......
Wollf