Or not... I think I spoke too soon!
Mama took us off the main trail to follow a thin thread of a trail.
Mmm.... blueberries... blueberry jam, and muffins and syrup and...
Wait... what do you mean it's too early? What?
Oh dear... they are still only tiny little flowers under those leaves. Sigh...
That bridge down there is the Old Bridge. It was built in 1925 (which is beary old). It used to be the largest curved wooden-plank bridge in North America but then they replaced the decking with steel grates. Phooie...
These are a tad farther along... they have a tiny bud of a berry... Maybe I should stay here with Gramma for a few months??
Some more hiking... and we are at a neat lookout over the city.
Through there???
But there's no trail at all??!!
Are we lost?? I think we're lost!! This is crazy, leaving the main trail and...
Eh?? Look behind me???
Oh... heh-heh... there's the trail!
Thank goodness!! Civilization!
We took a few moments to bury some Rascal ashes at the bottom of the trail... and used the heart-shaped stone from the lake to mark the site. Rest in Peace little cat.
And we found another totem... this one is of a bear holding a salmon! Can you see me?
I wonder if he'll share??
Did you get any pancakes with blueberry syrup after the sunrise hike?
ReplyDeleteSome great hiking photos! We bet you worked up a good appetite!
ReplyDeleteA great hike! But how early did you have to wake up to see the sunrise?
ReplyDelete@LF - no pancakes... sigh...
ReplyDelete@Jerry & Ben - thanks guys - I always have a good appetite!
@Ajdin - ohhhh... something like 5:30 a.m. The mountains to the east means the sun rises a bit later...