This weekend we were hiking fools. On Friday after dinner we decided to hike up flattop. That's one of the nice things about living in a place that never gets dark...until the winter. The last time we tried hiking up flattop we turned around about halfway up, because it was still covered in snow. This time we made it all the way up. It was pretty perilous. The last 200 feet was more like rock climbing. Banjo managed to keep right up with us. This one point when we were descending, Banjo started slipped. It was funny, because instead of trying to regain his footing he decided to run around barking like a possessed dog.
On Saturday after swimming we packed up a lunch and hit the trails once again. This hike was out to Hidden Lake. But we never made it that far. It was a really pretty hike that first followed along the powerlines, and then crossed a river and went into this big valley. As we continued up into the mountains there were still quite a few pockets of snow. A few times we lost the trail and had to sort of wander through the bushes. At one point we had to cross back over the river. There was one area that was covered with snow. Banjo was able to make it over okay, but apparently I"m a lot heavier than Banjo (about 2xs to be exact). So, I fell right into the river and walked around with water swishing out of my feet. At one point we saw this woman from my work off in the distance (I could tell it was her, because of her distinguishably loud voice). We took a detour to avoid saying hello.
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On that first picture Neil is really looking like his dad. You guys better be careful when you go out on those hikes. You could get lost off the trail and never be seen again. Oh no. I am glad that Banjo didn't try to go over that cliff. You two keep busy with all your activities. Thanks for the birthday hug. momo
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