Shooting...

Shooting while driving can be as dangerous as using a cell phone...I just can't help myself.  It's another of my terrible habits.  Prisoner Transport was following too closely

There has been a traffic light on Norfork Dam for almost two years.  I believe they may be building something inside to meet the minimum flow requirements for the trout in the river below.  How long does it take to put a cork in a dam?

Continued to have showers off and on all day.  We got damp sometimes but it felt good.  Temps were in the eighties and we were working hard.  We welcomed any breeze as we were packing boxes and reorganizing. 

This is one unit.  I almost forgot to take a before picture.  My Irish complexion shows when I'm extremely hot.  Dressed in work clothes and fighting our time schedule I allowed Toni to take a picture.  That was a mistake!

So I got even!  Toni is carefully packing glass things.  I was so tired I was like a bull in a china closet.  Thank goodness I haven't broken anything...yet.

I missed the funniest picture of all.  We met a Game and Fish truck in town dragging a gas pump nozzle and hose.  Three cars later was the police.  Who knows what his excuse was but I've never seen that before except in movies.  I believe they have an auto shut off now so the gas station doesn't explode.

We packed every nook and cranny in both vehicles, my PT and Toni's Blazer.  It rained a lot so it was not an open truck day.  We  both rearranged for the side mirrors to have a clear view.  Know what I forgot?  I have a standard transmission.  I forgot to leave ample room to shift so I was going under a box and sideways to shift.  I'll not do that again!

The lights over the dam reminded me of the old black and white movie War of the Worlds.

Today we do it again.

Heart Day

It was hubby's day to check to see if he had a heart. I thought, okay, pretty country around Mountain Home, so I'll take my camera.

We began the trip early because hubby knew every slow poke in the world would be in front of him on the way there and he would be late. Gosh, let's try a little positive thinking here!

Speeding along at seventy on the crooked roads is not good for picture taking. Hubby says, honey I'll slow down if you want to take pictures so he slows to fifty-five in a forty-five zone. We approach the dam on Norfork Lake. What a great opportunity to take a picture...not!

There are warning signs, stop ahead, men at work...he flies over the dam. I say, you ran that stop light, he said what stop light. I said the one they sat up because they are working on the dam.

Can you see this stop light?

Flying low, I tried to capture the water.

Here's proof I am telling the truth.

I resort to taking pictures out the back window as we fly by.

PS. The doc says he still has a heart, but I'm giving him his head on a platter.