When the 4th of July rolls around, I get terrible homesick for the mountains. I miss the parade in Red River and all that goes with it. I miss the cool weather. Last year Jes and I were in Red for the 4th. We had a good time, but it was not the same as yesteryear. The parade is just not what it used to be. People used to put lots of effort into their 4th of July float. Now it is mostly 4 wheelers. They all look the same. Things change. Such is life.
This year we went to Marlow, OK, for the 4th. Toby and I manned a booth for a friend who is running for district judge. We were there from 8 AM to noon at the local park along with all the other Okies. It was an interesting crowd. The temps were in the low 90's, which is rather cooler than most 4th of July's. And yet, I kept thinking, "It is just hotter'n hell in Oklahoma." We all wore our yellow shirts and made quite a showing. Approximately 75 people with yellow shirts showed up at the parade to support Josh. Other candidates for other offices were impressed. Jesse showed up in time for lunch and took this photo with a bear. I was impressed. She did not have a yellow shirt since she has been off gallivanting in the mountains. After our trip to Peru, she made a trip to Red River and did a bit of backpacking and camping in the high mountains. She said there were no bears, but plenty of mountain goats. You can see one in the lower left corner of this photo. NM reintroduced the mountain goats to the area and the goats have thrived. Jesse said the goats were a bit intimidating - the goats got pretty close - apparently people have been feeding them. I love these pics of the mountains. It has been a long time since I hiked to Wheeler Peak. Homesick for the mountains. Yesterday, GBN1 asked me what was the best part of our trip to Peru. I said for me, it was the bike ride in the mountains.