Turner Falls

	Dou Dou said, "See that cave up there? I want to go up there."	"Way up there?" we said. "Yep," he said.
So up he went. We waited.	.. .and waited. . .	And waitesd. And pretty soon, we began to get worried.	But then, 'way up there, WAY up there, we saw this little red speck. It was Dou Dou, waving at us. Whew.
It was hard to see him, so I cranked the zoom up a little bit. . .	. . .and then a little more. . .and there our mountain-climber was. He missed the turn to the cave and just kept on going.	"That was FUN!" he said.
		A pina collada snow cone minus the joy juice. Still refreshing.
This was someone's villa at one time.	Or so the sign says.	Nice place to visit, but. . .	We headed home. Dou Dou had never experienced water-crossings before.
	We drove off the beaten path looking for "Catfish Bob's". It was long gone, but the trains still came and went and stopped.	The End. Until next time.