Today we got up bright and early to go fishing.
Unfortunately, if the mountains don’t get a good amount of snowfall in the winter, it makes for a very dry rest of the year — and a very rough fishing summer.
The past few years’ lack of snowfall have made the streams very low and the water temperatures too warm for any sort of decent trout fishing…
Even though the trout were not interested in providing our dinner, we all still had fun.
Isn’t it amazing the difference in the surroundings today, compared with those from yesterday?
We literally went from desert, to high desert, to juniper forest, to ponderosa pine forest in a few hours worth of driving.
We finally gave up on stream fishing and decided to go over to a small lake where we could try our luck.
There wasn’t a lot of luck to be had there, though. The Book Worm caught one tiny rainbow trout and The Wee Little Miss caught a crawdad.
When we finished up fishing, it was time to head back down the mountain again. We got to see a few critters on our way out…
Back down the mountain, and back to the desert again.
We went through the towns of Globe and Superior on our way out, which gave us a nice view of the Superstition Mountains as we went.
Weaver’s Needle is an interesting reference point when you’re in the vicinity of the Superstitions. They say it is a landmark to help those who are looking for the “Lost Dutchman’s Mine” get their bearings.
And now we are back at the parental home base once again. I have no idea where we are off to tomorrow…