We started out up the big street, heading east:
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| "Now remember what I told you about the limestone chunks at the top of the hill." "I remember, Mags!" |
As I've said before, he's a quick study! We had discussed how Mom likes us to pose on the limestone at the entrance to the trail and already had a game plan all laid out.
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| "Perfect, you two! Now stay ...." "NOW, Ragnar! NOW!" "Cowabunga!!!" |
Was that perfect, or what?!?!
Anyway, we walked all through some neighborhoods, then picked up the last paved section of the trail.
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| "It's beautiful up here, isn't it, Ragnar?!?" "I love this part!" |
There were even some puddles where we could get our feety-feet wet for a bit of a cool down!
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| "Puddle at 12 o'clock, Ragnar!" "Mom? Is it OK if I do some splashing?!?" |
I know. I've got to work on him actually looking for permission.
Anyway, we got to where the trail ends and the wild part starts and walked just a tiny bit of that. We posed for a great photo:
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| My brother and me! |
Mom really wants to walk us all the way down there, but we're waiting for a hard freeze. You know. Ticks. Fleas. Snakes. You know.
Anyway, off to our right, we could see the sunrise - check it out:
We turned and headed back home. We put in well over 4 miles that day; I'm not sure how much more. When we got home, Mom and Dad suggested coffee on the deck. We did our best to entertain them out there!
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| "UFF!" "BOOM!" |
Nothing beats kicking back and relaxing on the deck after a nice, long walk - right?!?
Yours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher



















































