Salvage, Scavenger Hunt, and Us?

I spend a good share of Saturday,
with my galpal, having fun. Why is
it most notorious female friends, have
one of them with a L's for names.
Lucy and Ethel. Laverne and Shirley,
comes in mind.

My galpal, as those who know me, is
the L in our group. And every so often,
we get together, and there is laughter.

She needed some rocks to finish off
her little garden area that she was
building. Being a Native Bonner County
and knows just about every road
in this county, and maybe more... she
knew where to go. And asked if I
would help her.

I had a benches (another blog)
dedication to go to Saturday
morning, so told her to wait for me
and I would go.

Off we went, some where in the
back hills she knew of a rock slide.

We got there and what wonderful
rocks. Luckily, we both are into
rocks, so we were picking out
ones with different colors, and
I found one with some kind of
fossil like markings. They were
like little holes in a row and had
kind of a design in it. There were
ones with dots and some with
stripes. And all kinds of sizes
and shapes. Got a few that
were big enough for stepping
stones for her yard. It was great
fun playing mountain goat, going
up the side of the slide. Not bad,
for an old broad. Great team as
I would find them and toss them
to her. She would catch them,
and place them in the van.

Then we went into town, stopped
by a new restaurant that they have
called Grits (not the one in Sandpoint)
and it was good food and great service.
We had their spinach salad with
chicken. Really tasted great. Will
have to keep that one in mind.

We were enjoying the view, of Hwy.200,
with all the boats on the lake, fishing men
on the shore, and etc. As we came out
of Hope, my galpal, says we are going
to make a detour.

So off on another dirt road, and we came
across a soon to be burn pile of throw
away lumber. We found several huge
round slices of log (from making a
log cabin). Great stepping wood,
(can't call them stepping stone, as
it is not rock). And there was tongue
and groove pieces there. So we grabbed
all the 4' and 6' feet ones we could carry,
up that hill to the van. I told her if nothing
else we would loose weight in this
adventure.

So there we were, in the van heading
towards home, with rocks and wood
inside the van. And great pieces of
dried wood shapes of small trees.
Even had the roots still on them.
Great trellis for flowers. We had
them bungee corded to the top
of the van.

Great day, great collection.
See two old broads can have fun.