We had a delightful day, save one minor incident, at the tall
 grass prairie preserve.  Richard was our tour guide and lead us to some
 really cool places.  We found an old abandoned chapel on the way, 
visited a hilltop graveyard in the middle of nowhere, saw an abandoned 
rock quarry, bison, coyote, deer, scissortails ( our state bird) and 
unfortunately, a scorpion.  ( our unfortunate incident was that Scott 
got stung by a scorpion while lifting a cool limestone rock to add to 
our flower garden).  Remembering old westerns where the looser of a 
cowboy arm wrestling contest was subsequently stung by a scorpion and 
died a horrible death, scott became concerned about the sting and we 
headed to town to make sure he would be ok.  Thankfully we had the 
presence of mind to stop a rancher and to google scorpion
 stings on Richard's cell phone ( once we were in range).  The rancher 
assured us that if there was going to be a problem we would already know
 and google confirmed so we backtracked our 15 minute trek on dirt roads
 back to the  spot we intended to hike and paint.  Scott was fine.  I 
brought two books on tall grass wild flowers and edible wild plants.  We
 found tons of wild flowers and most memorable was indigo, wood sorrel,(
 which we found to be a delicious lemony snack ) , wild iris.  Although I
 pointed to delicious recipes for milkweed, I couldn't convince the guys
 that it was worth gathering.
Richard
 and Scott had camped in the area previously ( a couple of years ago ) 
so they knew of some beautiful spots to paint.  They left me sitting 
beside a beautiful little stream and they hiked on upstream.   Richard 
found the saw that he left up there two years ago
 and subsequently forgot it again and left it in our car :-)
I
 was able to knock out two worthy little sketches and the guys were able
 to go exploring.... ( them on a large level, me on a smaller level )
After
 6 hours of driving and hiking in the prairie, and on the way back to 
civilization I commented " Ya know, this landscape reminds me of Scott's
 trip hunting in Wyoming.  I wonder if there is any deer hunting up 
here, even though we haven't seen a single deer."  As I said the word, "
 deer" one crossed right in front of us!  We got a big kick out of that,
 let me tell ya.
Richard
 wanted to make sure we stopped at his favorite rib place in a small 
town on the way home.  Those of you who know Scott, know how picky he is
 about his ribs, having been spoiled on Memphis BBQ.  Not
 willing to take a chance of being disappointed, he ordered something 
else.  Richard let us both try one of his ribs.  Needless to say, they 
won Scott's stamp of approval and we will definitely be going back there
 again.  Apparently, according to newspaper clippings on the wall, the 
place has won numerous awards on it's ribs.
A good time was had by all.  Enjoy the pics. Expect to see some of these Scenes in new paintings.
Margee
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MargaretAycock  at  4/22/2012 07:35:00 AM