We are now in The Future, and glad for it. The trip here was fine, without any serious incidences- and the only troubles we did have were with our silly little puppy.
The first night, she puked up a big mess onto Taylor's camp mat in the middle of the night- puke that was full of 4" long wriggling worms (needless to say, she's now on medicine for that).
The second day she fell through this frozen lake (pictured below), and had to squirm her way out of it, while we had a panic attack on the shore:
The third night I scared myself silly because all the trees around our campsite had fresh bear scratches on them, or so I thought. Taylor solved that mystery by realizing that they were made by a snowplow. I'm such a weenie:
The fourth, fifth, and sixth nights passed without incident. One of the best thing about the trip were Moma's games of Bull Fighting. She's a natural:
The first night, she puked up a big mess onto Taylor's camp mat in the middle of the night- puke that was full of 4" long wriggling worms (needless to say, she's now on medicine for that).
The second day she fell through this frozen lake (pictured below), and had to squirm her way out of it, while we had a panic attack on the shore:
The third night I scared myself silly because all the trees around our campsite had fresh bear scratches on them, or so I thought. Taylor solved that mystery by realizing that they were made by a snowplow. I'm such a weenie:
The fourth, fifth, and sixth nights passed without incident. One of the best thing about the trip were Moma's games of Bull Fighting. She's a natural:
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