Cynthia and I live for the summer so you will not hear us complaining about the heat, so long as the pool is near by! We took a ride Saturday to Lookout Lake in Osage Hills State Park. Ever been there? Heard of it? We hadn't either but it was a nice little ride. Ran down Highway 11 until we hit Pershing, Oklahoma and then took Highway 60 East. About halfway to Bartlesville there is Osage Hills State Park and Lookout Lake is located there--although the only advertisement to that fact is a small sign beside the lake itself! Regardless of its remote location it was populated by two boats (with electric troll motors) and a handful of fisherman scattered along its banks!
The ride was filled with curvy roads, wide open spaces and surprises along the way. It was really fun to come out of this obscure part of Oklahoma and find Bartlesville looming up in front of you as you rounded that last curve of Highway 60. We took Highway 75 back to Tulsa and got ourselves in the pool by 3:00 pm. Not a moment too soon as Cynthia did experience some difficulties with the heat. We rehydrated her and got her in the pool. Life was good the rest of the weekend. Then to top things off we were reminded by a cross in the sky of how close God always is.
The ride was filled with curvy roads, wide open spaces and surprises along the way. It was really fun to come out of this obscure part of Oklahoma and find Bartlesville looming up in front of you as you rounded that last curve of Highway 60. We took Highway 75 back to Tulsa and got ourselves in the pool by 3:00 pm. Not a moment too soon as Cynthia did experience some difficulties with the heat. We rehydrated her and got her in the pool. Life was good the rest of the weekend. Then to top things off we were reminded by a cross in the sky of how close God always is.
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