So, I heard folks talking about this creature, this ‘basically blue wild creature’ they called it. Not a fancy name, right? Sounded a bit vague, but the ‘blue’ part caught my attention. You don’t see truly blue things out in the wild that often, not really vibrant blue anyway. I got curious. Decided I had to see it for myself, maybe snap a picture if I was lucky.
Getting Ready
First thing I did was check my old camera. It’s not top-of-the-line, but it does the job most days. Charged the battery, wiped the lens. Grabbed my sturdy boots because word was this thing hangs out off the beaten path. Packed some water and a snack bar – you learn pretty quick not to go wandering without basics.
- Checked camera battery.
- Cleaned the lens.
- Packed water bottle.
- Threw in an energy bar.
- Put on my old reliable hiking boots.
Didn’t bother with maps much. The descriptions I got were more like ‘head towards the big oak past Miller’s creek’. You know the type. Felt more like an adventure this way, less like a planned expedition.
The Search
Okay, so I headed out early morning. Sun wasn’t too high, light was soft. Perfect for photos, if anything showed up. Walked along the creek, found the big oak easily enough. Then, things got a bit iffy. ‘Off the beaten path’ was an understatement. It was mostly bushwhacking through prickly stuff. Scratched my arms up a bit, classic.
Spent a good couple of hours just… looking. Scanning the trees, the bushes, the ground. Saw plenty of brown things, green things, even a few reddish birds. But no blue. Honestly, started thinking maybe it was just a local tale, you know? Like a fisherman’s story. Or maybe ‘basically blue’ meant it had a tiny blue speck on its tail or something disappointing like that.
I stopped for a bit, drank some water. Sat on a log. Watched a woodpecker for a while. Felt that familiar mix of frustration and patience you get when you’re out searching for something specific. You put in the time, but there’s zero guarantee. That’s just how it works.
Spotting It
Just as I was thinking of packing it in, calling it a day, I saw this flicker. Out of the corner of my eye. Low down, near some damp rocks. And yeah, it was definitely blue. A really deep, almost electric blue. Not huge, maybe the size of my hand splayed out. Moved kinda jerky, like a lizard but smoother?
Raised my camera real slow. Heart doing that thump-thump thing. Tried to zoom in, but my old camera’s zoom isn’t great. Managed to get a few shots off before it darted under a rock. Click-whirr, click-whirr. Hoped something turned out okay.
Didn’t see it again after that. Waited another twenty minutes, maybe half an hour. Nothing. Just gone.
Wrapping Up
Walked back feeling pretty good. Tired, scratched, but satisfied. Checked the photos later back home. Mostly blurry, honestly. The distance and the low light under the trees didn’t help my old camera. But one shot… one shot was okay. You could see the shape, and you could definitely see the blue. Not a perfect National Geographic photo, not even close. But it was my photo. Proof for myself.
So yeah, the ‘basically blue wild creature’. It was real. And it was very blue. The whole experience was messy, uncertain, took effort. But finding it, even for a moment, made the whole trek worth it. That’s usually how these things go for me. The process, the search itself, that’s half the fun, right?
