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| There were lots of
lovely big trees to hug. |
| Uh-oh. What's happening
to that lovely big, wide, smooth path? |
| Yikes - where's the
ladder? |
| I'm holding the gap
open for you, Tim. |
| Don't wait for me!
Save yourself! |
| Help! There is No
More Path!!! |
| I'd say we spent the
last quarter of a mile slogging through horrible conditions. There was
no path, just the odd trace of the place it used to be. A bazillion trees
of all sizes had blown down. Many were too fat to climb over and barely
high enough to wiggle under. Lower areas were thick with mud and ground
water. Despite my constant muttering of 'easy enough for children and
senior citizens - bah!', I was very proud of myself when I made it
to the end. It was fun!!! |
Here's one of Tim's lovely pictures of the lake (when we were still on the good part of the trail).
And last but not least, a little Skipper (I think).
I had a great time today. :)
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