And yes, the fish do bite
Saturday was an exhausting 20 mile hike through rough terrain. Scott said I was hiking like a 6-year old.
(insert Scott flailing his trekking poles and making whiny face here)
My feet hurt. Like a lot. And when my feet hurt, anin't nobody happy.
Not the type of signeage you want to see when your dogs are barkin'
Somewhere behind that backpack is a husband.
Hiking out at 8 pm.
Monday was a day of recovery. So we went here:
Crater lake was formed after a meteor crashy-crashed there sometime in the 1800s. Surrounded by the Appalachian Trail and a fair amount of bear poo, the lake is super clear, populated with lots of very curious fish. They were very interested in our floaty air mats in fashionable hot pink and neon yellow, following us around and nibbling the mats and the mats' passengers - meaning us. being nibbled by a fish is weird. But at least it wasn't a snake.
(insert Scott flailing his trekking poles and making whiny face here)
My feet hurt. Like a lot. And when my feet hurt, anin't nobody happy.
Not the type of signeage you want to see when your dogs are barkin'
Somewhere behind that backpack is a husband.
Hiking out at 8 pm.
Monday was a day of recovery. So we went here:
Crater lake was formed after a meteor crashy-crashed there sometime in the 1800s. Surrounded by the Appalachian Trail and a fair amount of bear poo, the lake is super clear, populated with lots of very curious fish. They were very interested in our floaty air mats in fashionable hot pink and neon yellow, following us around and nibbling the mats and the mats' passengers - meaning us. being nibbled by a fish is weird. But at least it wasn't a snake.
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