Maybe we should quest for Bigfoot...

Rarely does Chad obtain photographic evidence of my lack-o-common sense. This is one such occasion. It is worth telling just for the creepiness of it. Warning to my Uncle Mike, you WILL NOT like this story nor the aforementioned photographs.

We had a wonderful trip together to Caddo Lake. We left the kids with other people and stayed in a little cabin on the water. We spent two days floating, fishing, reading, and talking on the lake. I had this really neat idea for a picture. I was going to get between the trunks of two cypress trees and hold myself there while Chad took a picture. I thought the kids would like the goofy picture of Mom. Most of the cypress trees grow out of the water in gently sloping pairs. Chad kept telling me it was a bad idea. He sited many good reasons; spiders falling from moss, gators (which I told him were so rare that we'd never see one), falling and hurting myself, the fact that I was pregnant and didn't need to be crawling around wet tree stumps in a swamp, etc.

We finally reached a compromise. If we found a spot that looked safe and met his approval, he would take the picture for me. This became my quest. And soon enough, I found it. A perfectly paired set of trunks coming out of the water - one with a foot-sized knot on it. The knot would hold me until I was ready for the shot. I said, "Turn around, there's the spot!" Chad replied, "That would be a good spot except for the huge spider."

Sidenote - Chad and spiders have a very strange relationship. They bite him as often as mosquitoes bite most people. I thought at this point that the word 'HUGE' was another over-exaggeration on Chad's part born out of his fear of spiders.

I balked, rolled my eyes, and asked him to show me the HUGE spider. When he turned the boat around and came back to the tree, this was on that perfect foot rest of a knot:




Oh, and remember that gator we would never see?????