We went hiking on a good beginner's trail called Tiger Mountain. It's a slowly elevating and windy trail through the forest up a mountain that branches off to some more difficult trails. It was partly cloudy and 65 degrees, a beautiful and leisurely hike (and it's still so strange and wonderful to us that there are no mosquitos!) We came across something on the path that we thought was dog poop, but on closer inspection... was a huge slug! We went for about an hour, but we all could have gone longer if little bubby would have been game, which after an hour, he was not. He wanted to get out of the carrier and walk, but there were some cliff dropoffs along the way. Once we turned back and got on a more even ground, we let him walk and we picked wild blackberries. Afterwards, V remembered a well-touted rootbeer float place close by that we had been to a long time ago on a trip to Seattle when Big S was little bubby's age (picture to follow if I can get my hands on it). Naturally, you get rootbeer floats after a hike.
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You must take me to that root beer float place when we come visit...eventually. And not just because it's XXX Root Beer...
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