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My Hero

By: Wild One

Last year my family and I went camping in a canyon along a creek. It’s a place we go quite often. River rock fills the canyon floor, salt cedars line the bank, quail run through the wet sand of the low water line, and desert bighorn make several appearances to quench their thirst. The slick orange brown cliffs running along each side of the cool flowing water hide haul trucks and heavy equipment of the copper mine just on the other side. You would never know several small towns are just a hiking distance away.

And you would never see the heavy dark clouds of a monsoon sneaking up on you.
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Peeping Goes Both Ways

As a child, I spent a lot of time camping, fishing and hunting with my family. During the summer we spent nearly every weekend at the lake. We usually camped with aunts, uncles, grandparents and cousins.

Starting at age three, all the kids and I had binoculars too. We didn’t have kid versions. My grandfather always got us the real deal along with real pocket knives and fishing tackle.

In the afternoon it got too hot on the lake in a boat. This is when my father, grandfather and uncle would set up lawn chairs and sit with their binoculars. As kids we thought they were watching boats to see who was catching fish or what kind of ducks were swimming in the cove, but what they were really looking at were girls across the cove.
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