While going through my old pictures, I decided to implement Flash Back Friday’s here on my blog- a chance to tell the unblogged stories our snapshots tell.
Today’s Flashback: September 2007. We took a week off and headed north to Oklahoma. We got a room at the lodge at Robber’s Cave. That was super cool in and of itself. It’s 20 rooms that look like hotel rooms. We were only one of two rooms filled that night and it was like we had the place to ourselves. . . Your room- like a hotel, step outside, like you’re camping. What a view we had!
(Here’s the problem with blogging this far after the fact. . . I have no idea. I don’t know if he just didn’t want to cooperate or there was, at that time, some type of story behind this one.)
Robber’s Cave in and of itself was quite a feat for me. I’ve become so scared of heights as I’ve grown older. (This didn’t use to be the case as I loved the Astroworld ride that dropped you 8 flights in a matter of seconds.) Robber’s Cave also meant lots of climbing. The views were spectacular from up high as well.
I was a tree hugger.
They were my friends.
Cody had no fear.
Even after this.
He was no worse for the wear.
And, I had a great time despite my nerves being shot.
We took a windy scenic drive before we headed back down south to Broken Bow. We aren’t likely to take that drive again any time soon.
But we were anxious to get to Broken Bow. We knew they were stocking with trout. We knew the trick to geting them. And we knew it would be perfect fishing the next morning.
Or so we thought. . . Turned out the lake must have turned over. There was too much sulfur in the water (and it stunk too) and no one was catching fish.
But we still enjoyed the beautiful water while we tent camped there at Beaver’s Bend.
And, we enjoyed getting on and in the water- but thankfully that was two activities instead of one.
Oh, and then there was the No Tell Motel Cody took me to. . . .
I created a little post card to myself to commemorate this great moment in our marriage. It reads:
“Just a Note
We’re having a great time here in Oklahoma. I really enjoyed climbing around at Robbers Cave. You should be proud of yourself for not letting your fear of heights keep you from climbing.
But, stopping at this no-tell motel was not one of your finest moments. This sign which seems to be from a by-gone era had been captured in my memory from our last trip here. Cody obliged your request to stop and take pictures. But as I took pictures I slowly realized that this was not the kind of establishment I should be parked in front of and began wondering what those on the highway were thinking of you.
Me, Myself, and I”
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