Enjoy the photo highlights from my trip to the LBJ National Grasslands. I saw and photographed the largest variety of creatures during this visit.
Now that I’ve painted a proper picture of the LBJ National Grasslands… enjoy the Harrowing Tale….
I put the car in drive but then I felt something weird on my knee. At first I thought it was my wet pants peeling off my skin. (My pants were a little wet and muddy from photographing frogs and pond scum.) But then I felt something move inside my pant leg. I looked at my friend Tore and calmly said, “I need you to hit me as hard as you can on my knee. There is something there.”
Inside my head I was screaming in terror.
Tore looked at my pants and said, “I don’t see anything.”
I continued screaming inside my head. Outwardly, I remained sitting as quietly and calmly as I could—trying to figure out what to do before I completely panicked.
The creature kept moving.
My heart was pounding. I wanted to rip my pants off but I couldn’t. Terror set in and I must have shouted “dear God help me!” a half dozen times.
Tore and I got out of the car.
“Please help me Tore. Get it off of me. Please help.”
I couldn’t move. What if this monster bites me?
By this time my head was leaning on the side of the car—I couldn’t watch what was going on. I was even too scared to cry.
Tore rolled up my pant leg, which until today, I didn’t realize how loose my camo pants fit.
Still, not watching, I stood in terror.
“Did you find it? I felt it somewhere above my knee.”
Tore: “I found it. You want to see what it was?”
Still terror stricken I turned around and looked.
It was not a life-threatening creature… it was a grasshopper. A very large grasshopper managed to crawl up my pant leg all the way to my knee without being noticed.
And that is why I will forever feed grasshoppers to spiders every chance I get. I will also be tucking my pants into my boots. 😉
Cameras: Canon G16, iPhone, Big Bertha (Canon 5D Mark II)
Date: September 24, 2016