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Started out as a nice late morning, early afternoon picnic with the family on the north side of Lynx Lake. I watched the clouds thickening, gray, dark and towering through the pines in the southwest. I joked to my son-in-law maybe it will rain and he agreed readily.
After eating some great chow and chatting about general things in life, the wife, my eldest daughter, and son-in-law decided to go to Home Depot in Prescott to look for paint. My two younger kids and I decided to go for a hike around the lake; to work-off the grub we had just consumed.
The lake was full of folks in a variety of watercrafts. Pedal boats, canoes, and boats with electric outboard motors. Folks old, young, and in between. Most of those fishing were on the south shore, and I spied several hikers along the trail around the lake. It was a great day to do some urban recreating.
We set off to walk around the lake in a counter-clockwise direction and a few drops of rain teased us. Off and on. Pitter, patter. The clouds hanging thick over Spruce Mountain. Often, I have seen threat of rain over the horizon, showing promise to quench the thirst of our dry neck of the woods, but then blow away. I was not concerned figuring it would track to the south.
I WAS WRONG! Almost half way into our hike natures flood gates opened from above and it began to pour! AWESOME. My kids were eating it up as we worked our way around the lake in the rain. They were hardy troopers trudging along without complaints. At one point we did stop on the south shore and stood under a cabana for a while, but my kids wanted to keep going. I said o.k.
It was then the electric show with sounds started. Surprisingly, neither of my kids seem to show concern when thunder would boom nearby and around us. But I was concerned as I seen most of the bright flashes, reflecting, illuminating everything in our vicinity from the lightning piercing through the storm. And we heard every crack slicing through the air for the remaining hike.
It didn't began to taper off until we got to the dam and crossed, thus finishing our hike. |
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| "Solitude is as needful to the imagination as society is wholesome for the character." James Russell Lowell |
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