I am playing some catch up on my blog to just hi-lite some of the fun we’ve had since leaving Death Valley. Zack Attack had some work obligations in between and so we had a brief hiatus while I visited my Dad and Zack worked near Phoenix. When Zack wrapped up work we decided to meet at a campground near a few hours from Phoenix called Hualapai Mountain Park. It’s a little mountain spot just up the road from Kingman (one of the many cute little Route 66 towns we ended up passing through.) There were a couple other folks there, but not many to speak of. Just mainly us and the deer. I may have feed a couple of the bolder deer some carrots (don’t tell anyone.) Malachi the Wonder Beast usually doesn’t notice the deer because they are too skittish to get too close, but these deer were more bold than most. Malachi tried to introduce himself through a series of unmodulated barks that the deer did not appear to understand or appreciate and once he turned his back a sassy one pranced down the hill and almost landed on my old man dog. He scampered off quickly after that. There was a lot of hammock time here and a little bit of in town time taking a peek at a couple of antique stores. It was a good reunion.