Showing posts with label screaming like a little girl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label screaming like a little girl. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Attack of the scorpion crawdad

Rolled over a piece of firewood from a pile in the yard and almost got attacked by this monster –


Yegads. I haven't been in the desert for a while, but my brain still hit the 'Scorpion Alert' button that makes you scream like a little girl and jump back.

Then my brain hit the 'Um, It's Just a Crawdad' button. Which makes you look around to see if the neighbors are aware you just screamed like a girl.

There's a little stream about 30 yards away, so this creature had do some traveling in order to hide under the pile of wood and scare me. Good one, crawdad. You got me. And you tasted delicious with butter and lemon, by the way. No, no. I carefully placed him back in the water. After stomping on him with my boot. No, no, no. He went home unscathed. 

Here's something interesting nobody will probably find interesting. These trees here are sharing a stump, but not genetics. It's an odd couple with a larch on the left and a fir on the right. Again, I find that interesting and you probably don't, so let's just agree to agree that I'm fairly easily amused when I'm out in the woods looking at trees.


To make a crawdad scorpion trap of your own, find a tree and cut it down. It will look something like this –


Then cut it into smaller pieces, pile it in your yard. Let it rain for a day to draw the crawdad.

Last step is to stack it under your porch and get ready for winter.