It is a great trail to explore during the spring because of the high number of hungry black bears who feed on the fish in the stream.
Hungry black bears, a wound on my foot and a messed up ankle. What could go wrong?
We are also up there celebrating Mark’s birthday (he turns 15 next week). That birthday brings up the awkward conversations around learners license and driving. As I told Mark, first let’s survive a bunch of black bears and then we can talk.
So… if is this blog and my Twitter go silent over the next couple of weeks, you know what happened.
If I had only picked up one of these.