This little guy (and his many friends) were running around some rocks. He's a six lined racerunner, a common lizard in this area. They're super fast, and my hands were full of other people's shoes and sand toys, so the best I could do was a one handed picture with the camera. Next time he and his won't be so lucky because I'll be armed with the trusty butterfly net (that has caught such animals as giant frogs and baby rabbits). Be afraid, Six Lined Racerunners, be very afraid.
Reese and Eli got a kick out of chasing little tiny minnows in the creek. Since they brought water guns instead of buckets, we didn't have any luck catching minnows either. It's probably for the best.
Flat Rock Park is named for the flat rocks. You can slide down them at your own risk. I did not. I don't think my ass is flat rock ready just yet. Besides, there was a rumor that Eric got his arm caught under one of the rocks and bruised his own ass trying to get out of his prediciment. That, however, is only an unsubstantiated rumor. Reese and Eli loved playing around on the rocks though.
All in all, it was a good trip. We decided it would be fantastic to return in the fall when it's a little cooler and walk the trails. You're welcome to join us. :)