A night with Fat Albert

While Lynn and Blue watched the night sky from the car I made my way down to a small cove across from the campground where campfires raged under a Milky Way sky. Suddenly I realized there was someone already there. A large doe had decided to come to the lake for a cold sip of the sparkling water lit by the small town of Bass Lake. I said hello Jane and her ears perked up and she stood there and stared at me. I said, well one of us is going to have to take the pictures and I don’t think you know how to use a Nikon. After a bit of debate she relented and with one leap over the logs bounded up the hill towards the forest. I settled in with Fat Albert and we spend the night star gazing at a most magnificent site. The more shots I took the longer I wanted to stay but headlamp was fading, the phone all but dead and Lynn & Blue were waiting. I turned and made my way back to the car where Blue was thrilled as ever to see me and I received a good tongue lashing for having taken so long. I shared the images with Lynn on the small screen of the camera and we both agreed it was well worth the effort. We drove slowly back up the lake with the windows down enjoying the night air with the occasional hint of a campfire. We were both content to go slow and enjoy the wonders of the wilderness around us.