The weather forecast this morning said a high of sixty-five, followed by days and days of rain. We decided a hike was in order.
We stopped for some gas and a stick of Hubba Bubba and then we blew outta town. We looked at trees and stepped over roots and climbed up very steep hills and blew giant bubble gum bubbles, and we walked past a group of confused German tourists wearing bike shorts.
And now I will tell you about how we saw a baby bear.
Well, we saw a baby bear. He was right there on the gravel road on the way out of the trailhead parking lot. He was kind of big and cuddly looking, only you know he wasn't really, and he was literally feet from the trail, and suddenly our whole hiking experiment took on a rather dangerous and exciting tenor, because we could have almost died!
And then while Brandon held my hand so I wouldn't trip on any rocks we talked about possible names for the baby. I think we just about got it.