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The path continued through a stand of tall, straight trees. |
We crossed a bridge and wound our way around some fall-downs. |
Ooooh, beautiful, tiny Yellow Wood Violets suddenly appeared beside the path. |
So did Trilliums which had bloomed and gone at other elevations. |
The end of the trail was in sight. |
Nothing funny here. Last year an 11-year old girl was killed at these very Ice Caves. |
Tim and I chose to admire the caves from afar. Still, it was quite a feeling to be at the base of these wonderful mountains rising abruptly from the ground. |
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