Little Bear's Adventure's
A Bit Tangled!
This morning I got a little tangled up in spiderwebs and vines! First I spotted about 100 webs!
They were all drippy wet, but I told Beth I wanted to see if one would hold me.
She gave it a try...
I ended up falling through the web and landed in the sticks far below!
I was determined, though. Beth fixed me up with a twisty vine and a post. I waited but no spider came. Scared away by the storms last night, I guess.
I had so hoped for a new friend!
Inks Lake State Park... After Storm
I held on with my soft little paws, so I wouldn't fall back into the water!
I could hear the roar of a water fall behind me. I knew I should have worn my life jacket.
Beth snapped photos and didn't even offer a hand.
She kept saying "It's just a puddle." Yeah, but there was a waterfall back there.
Beth is not very supportive when it comes to my adventures.
I have always wanted to play this special game. It's like BINGO, with Spanish words.
I finally got my chance, while staying with a family in Guatemala! I got to use a miniature Lotteria card that was just my size. And I got to play with Mr. Monkey, the Beanie Baby. He is sort of my size..
This is little Magda and she invited me to play! She is my good friend now. She patted my head with praise when I spotted the image on my card. Then she helped me put a dried bean on the spot to mark it.
Just like BINGO!
Beth and Michelle
Magda's cousin Michelle was also very nice. They let Beth play too, but she kept getting mixed up, since she doesn't speak Spanish.
I will teach her someday!
It sort of looks like I'm perched on the tip of a giant, plaster tongue.
But I'm really on the tip of a special kind of boat called a Cayuco!
While walking around the edges of Lake Atitlan, we came upon a lineup of crude wooden boats. Each painted boat sat on the dirt, facing out to the water... waiting for the fisherman, who most likely made the boat himself.
I waited for a while, but not one fisherman came. I had so hoped to be invited to take a ride. From my good spot, I could have pointed out all the good fishing spots.
Maybe next time!
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.