Today we went to my most favourite lake. It was a nice sunny day and quite warm (what little bear thought he would need his winter clothes???)
Unfortunately the few days of rain mean the water has come up... I hope we can get to our little beach.
Ooooohh... we saw this huge King Bolete along the way. Gramma would have happily carted it home but it was pretty wormy... so it can go to spores and hopefully make lots of little babies next year!
Our beach is still here... and there are even a few fire-rings where other people have made campfires.
I decided to chill on the beach while the humans tried to find dry wood after several days of rain. Luckily Mama is a champion dry-wood-finder soooo...
We had a campfire!! Ahhhh... this is the life!
Blue sky and sunshine, a lake, a beach and a campfire. I am an easily please little bear... although... I wonder if anyone thought to bring a snack?
Ah-hah!! The snack bag...
Let's see.... oh, marshmallows, those are always good!
And... something else... I wonder what is in here? Maybe chocolate and graham crackers (so I can make S'mores?)
Nope... but these will do nicely! Rice krispie squares... with chocolate!!!
I think Gramma is seriously spoiling me!!
That fire is going pretty good... Mama is doing a good job of keeping it stoked.
Uh-oh... er... what do you mean "who ate all the rice krispie squares?"... I have no idea....
No.. .seriously... look at these innocent little bear eyes... I have no idea!!
Eh? What's behind my back... er... nothing!
Oh!!! This thing... ummm... well.... it looks like a half-eaten rice krispie square.... heh-heh!
But who can resist a little bear face?
The forest here is quite nice too... with thick moss...
It's called StepMoss because it grows in a serious of steps...
Hmmm... a concrete block? Here?? In the forest above the beach? Eh???
And another one?
And a whole series of them?? What the heck??
So I asked Gramma cause she's been here for a beary long time and she said that way back in the olden days (way back)... there used to be a hotel here and a dance hall! Seriously? I mean this is boonyville out here! But no... they took the buildings away at some point and rebuilt them in a museum park in town. She says even farther back (in the 1930s), Legend has it that Al Capone (yes, THE Al Capone) hid out up here...
Huh... that's a beary interesting story... I could see why he would come here because it is seriously beautiful.
But all good things must end... we covered up the dregs of our campfire and headed home... I think I am putting on weight...