After departing in the early morning from my colony in search of munchie forest snacks, somehow I managed to end up in a strange strange world that is flat, smooth, black and hot. It's an odd world. Where's the apple tree snacks, or the cherry tree snacks, I said to myself. I need to find some munchies here somewhere for my colony friends.
Somewhere on the far distant horizon in the flashing speed of a bolt of lightning — a hand rises up and rapidly arrives overhead covering miles of sky above me.
Smack! Ouch, my arm, ouch, ouch, ouch. I dance and jiggle rapidly in a circle, then jiggle and run to the left.
Again, on the far distant horizon in a flashing speed of a bolt of lightning — a hand rises up and rapidly approaches, arriving overhead covering miles of sky above me.
Smack! And then my world goes totally dark.
By now you probably figured it out . . . that we're talking about a big black ant crawling across the dash of our vehicle. An ant that managed to cling to our daypack or crashpad, then end up in our vehicle for a ride . . . then sometime during the long homeward bound drive it crawls up onto the dark dashboard of the vehicle.
All of this and more after a fine quality summers day of bouldering with friends at (black ant haven) Boulder Mtn Boulders southeast of Govie Camp, Orrrrregon.
