HOLY COW!!!!

So Randy decided that we would check out a few of the local state parks. So off we went we drove to the first one, where there was a "lake" (it looked like a pond), it also looked like a Mexican refugee camp. Randy said we would go to the beach (that was their words) and then there was a little trail that we could walk on. So I thought beach and wore flip flops. But this "little trail" was a bit intense with flip flops, a dog and a 20 month old. So I suck it up and go. Well Scott and I turn the corner (Buddha and Randy were ahead) and all I see is a huge dead cow about a foot from the trail. For a second I think that it is a hippo (I know,I know that they don't live in the area), so I decide that we are turning around and going back.(i you ask Randy I was a bit dramatic) So we get back to the car and head to state park number 2
We drive for about an hour, and actually end up at a real lake, but Randy was to cheap to pay the entrance fee so we just looked at it from the edge of the mountain. Then Randy found this "shortcut" it was this a rocky road for 14 miles at 10 mph. The last 5 miles was so scary, the road was so narrow and there was no guard rail. Randy said if another car came that they would have to go on the edge, we were not. I don't think that I have every seen Randy so nervous. The funny part was how many boarder patrol cars and cops we passed. At one point Randy said that we were only one mile from Mexico. So we finally made back home, safe and sound!!!!