|Carolyn and Annie at Montezuma's Well, where they were wary of revenge.|
|L to R: Carolyn, NotMyAnnie, me, MyAnnie|
However, Carolyn (far left) is the Venom Whisperer. She showed us our first scorpion within an hour of arrival. We knew they come out at night, which usually keeps us out of our lawn chairs after happy hour, but we had never seen one.
Later that night she found this guy in slo-mo flight:
|It's chilly at night now. He was rockward-bound in the slow lane.|
|This is my camera on tequila.|
Western diamondback rattlesnake txts friends: LOLOMG! U wont Blieve this. BCH pls!
Carolyn missed our trip to the V-V Ranch because she was stung by a fire ant and had an allergic reaction.
But, after that, things just got ridiculous.
And we saw things:
|Coffeepot Rock, Sedona.|
|Bell Rock is thought to be a vortex. I think it's spin.|
|Our campsite, the Valley of Death.|
Seeing Annie and Carolyn after eighteen months was like we never left the 'Burg.
After a few days, they decided to leave before Carolyn invoked javelinas. Sorry guys! Next time we'll meet someplace nice, instead of Sedona.
We miss you already.