To get to the hiking trails you first need to cross this stream. I learned today that all men have sissy feet. You should have seen the guys prancing and wincing as they crossed this. Mine included---sorry dear. The girls and I walked across without so much as a stumble and I had a puppy in my arms.
Speaking of puppies, I also learned that evidently no one has ever seen a puppy before. I mean it took us an extra hour to hike the trail because of all the puppy love. Even people who had their own dogs had to stop and pat the puppy. "LOOK AT THE PUPPY! A DOG, THAT IS LITTLE! A LITTLE DOG! IS THAT A PUPPY!" Holy crap dude, really?
But look at my little puppy, isn't he a little shmooopsie...I WUV WOOO-WIDDLE PUPPY PANTS..I do, I really do.... Um, ahh, yea, sorry about that. I think the world would be a better place if everyone had a puppy. How could you hate someone with a puppy? There, I just figured out world peace. You can thank me later.
I frequently find fungus fascinating.
Then we came to this place in the trail where you had to hug the side of a freakin' mountain and pray and cry and hold the hands of small teenage girls. Scary is what I'm saying. This is NOT what I signed up for is what I'm saying. I was promised that beyond this point was a place where we could swim, but I was doubting the price for that at this point. But we survived, we triumphed and this is what was at the end of the trail...