Well the other day we were called up to go on yet another spontaneous camping trip, so we quickly packed up and drove east to Queen Creek Canyon. Erik and I went with another couple and another friend, and Robyn and I spent the first day watching the boys climb and playing with the dogs. The weather was great--about 90 degrees, with an occasional cloud cover, and warm at night.
Where we hiked to to get to the good climbing spot we had to do a lot of climbing ourselves, with 2 dogs that are definitely not good at climbing up rock walls themselves, so with one of the dogs (especially since she had a broken toe) we put her in Adrian's pack. She just sat there and didn't mind a bit! The other dog is a little less docile, so we had to lift him up high rock faces, which was pretty entertaining as well.
While Robyn and I hung out below where the guys were climbing we noticed a chunk of rock that didn't really seem right... I got closer and realized it was a lizard! But not small like the ones we see everywhere scurrying around. This was about 10 inches long. I found out later it's called a Clark's Spiny Lizard. It posed for a while so I could get a decent shot, then darted away when it was tired of sitting there.
In the end we had a great campsite (primitive camping of course), with good times as always, just the 5 of us. Thank God for "cooler" temperatures that weekend of 90° days and 70° nights!
Where we hiked to to get to the good climbing spot we had to do a lot of climbing ourselves, with 2 dogs that are definitely not good at climbing up rock walls themselves, so with one of the dogs (especially since she had a broken toe) we put her in Adrian's pack. She just sat there and didn't mind a bit! The other dog is a little less docile, so we had to lift him up high rock faces, which was pretty entertaining as well.
While Robyn and I hung out below where the guys were climbing we noticed a chunk of rock that didn't really seem right... I got closer and realized it was a lizard! But not small like the ones we see everywhere scurrying around. This was about 10 inches long. I found out later it's called a Clark's Spiny Lizard. It posed for a while so I could get a decent shot, then darted away when it was tired of sitting there.
In the end we had a great campsite (primitive camping of course), with good times as always, just the 5 of us. Thank God for "cooler" temperatures that weekend of 90° days and 70° nights!
1 comment:
Spikey little guy. Gotta love lizards! The climbing looks scarey to me who is afraid of heights......
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