A praying mantis joined us when we sat to eat our snack.
We temporarily caught tiny, black tadpoles in buckets and watched them swim.
We picked up rocks and examined them for gold, for rubies, for garnets.
The oldest found an inchworm, Esbette found a triangular rock, and the youngest found a place where the water was up to his thighs.
We had a lovely afternoon creekstomping.
Pilot Mountain, River Section