buy me a fishing pole. I was the new proud owner of a 4-ft. Mickey Mouse pole. With this pole was guaranteed to be the fish wrangler of the day. I slept for most of the four-hour drive it took to get outside of Phoenix to arrive at our destination. Apache Lake was the barest place my eyes had seen ever before. As far as the eye could see, nothing but tall, thorny Saguaros, along with many other species of cacti. There were no trees around, just vast desert and a huge lake. We set up camp before it got dark, and barbequed some burgers on our grill we brought along with us.
             After I ate, I had to use the restroom, b
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