Summer Evening in the Canyon

Over The River.

Sometimes you get a phone call from Granny Suzzan to meet her in the canyon for a picnic.  You bring the drinks, she'll bring the food.

Sometimes you agree and load up your Circus and drive up to the canyon, and then walk up to the designated spot because the road is still closed to cars, but open for cyclists and hikers.

Sometimes you find the perfect spot on the other side of the low river and sometimes, instead of walking a little farther up the road to find the bridge, you just make your Circus cross the river.

Because it's funner that way.

Sometimes this works out better than you had planned, because now the puppy boys don't realize they can get across the river to chase other dogs and cyclists.

The Circus brought books and walkie talkies and the explored the area and enjoyed being in the canyon.

Sometimes you wait for an hour for Granny to show up with the food and she never does.  So you pack up your cooler of now empty drinks and head back to the car.

But this time you use the bridge.

Crazy Granny.

Next time we'll bring the food.