And so the trail has finally named me at mile 336. Dances with Lizards. Lizard for short. Sometimes the name Lizard Brain is apt.
I got to camp at the North Fork Ranger Station and was showing As You Wish a picture I had taken of a horned lizard. It had been a long time since I had seen one of those lizards (over a week anyway).
I had just figured out that my camera has an extra zoom function and could get a real neat close-up of the lizard.
As You Wish says “man, I can never get my camera out fast enough to get a picture as they scurry across the trail.”
My response: “Oh, I always have a conversation with them.”
And so I explained:
The conversation usually goes something like this: (lizard scurries), ‘oh hello, how are you today?’ (lizard pauses) ‘you’re a cool looking lizard, can I take your picture?” (lizard eyeballs me, blinks). (I take a picture, sometimes a couple if it’s blurry or not zoomed enough.) “Thank you.” (lizard scurries away or under a rock). “Have a nice evening.”
Most of my conversations are like that. Sometimes the lizard shows off and does push ups (while I, of course, admire the push ups).
You just have to flatter them.
And while they consider what you are saying, take many pictures.
And so Blaze and As You Wish had a naming session and came up with Dances With Lizards.
Blaze thought the dancing part was apt because about 100 miles into the trek, at Eagle Rock, I danced on a rock with a really big spotted black lizard. I was attempting to dance like a lizard, and discovered this was a bit difficult because when lizards are sunbathing on rocks, they don’t move very much at all.