Dexter the tarantula had quite a meal! He didn't seem to like the grasshopper I got him at all, but the cricket was quickly grabbed for a very pointy hug. In the morning, only cticket shrapnel remained. Our campsite at the police station had a ton of bugs including scorpions and crickets so I grabbed him a second cricket but it was still there in the morning so I guess one gets him his fill. We'll try another in a day or so. All day he has been very lethargic which I hope is just his digestion taking the gusto out of him. He is in an air-tight jar though (until we finish the jar of peanut butter we're on, and then it's upgrade time) so I try to give him some air a few times a day. Erin, of course, is very excited whenever the tarantula jar is open and especially if it is pointed her way. Oddly, she has been a big advocate for the well being of the giant spider. She seems to feel that, as a wild animal, it would do well to be released in the morning as we're riding away. What a sweetheart.
The ride was mostly uneventful. The road was flat or rolling and very straight. Very prarie-esque. We still hope to be able to board the Sunday ferry to the mainland even though it is reportedly full. If we cannot get on that ferry, it will be more expensive and more complicated to make it for Christmas. Of course, the hosts are only a couple days ahead so they're really in the same boat so to speak. Time will tell.
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| High voltage power lines need to be maintained: this provides convenient in roads to the desert where we can camp! |
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