I told myself, save gas money–be damned! I’m going to take a spring ride [with Brian] partially up Oak Creek Canyon. Some places just have to be visited around here, or else it’s a waste of beauty to me. I packed some soda pop and snack crackers, and we drove as far as the picnic grounds. We were the only people there. We could hear a roaring Oak Creek in between streams of cars going by, and we could hear canyon wrens and other birds as well. As super-humongous wasp stopped by to see what we were lunching on. He wasn’t interested, and flew off,thank goodness. Below is a quick snapshot of just one of our spectacular views.