I had a good day. It started with a little work but that was okay. Then I went to find Kathy and Lonewolf in Riverfront Park and helped them gather fiddleheads. After that, Lonewolf and I decided to hang out together. He took me to this place in Campton he found for hiking and we hiked.
And we hiked and hiked and hiked up this mountain. The views were incredible! I'm a bit out of shape but still it was refreshing to go on such a nice hike. It was an incredible feeling to be touched by the wind as we took in nothing but mountains as far as the eye could see. And trees. We found all kinds of tracks. Mostly there were moose tracks but we also spotted some dear, bobcat and coyote. We also found an old piece of coyote dung that was quite hairy. Lonewolf grabbed a couple sticks and took it apart to reveal the meal was a mouse or two as evidenced by the two large teeth sticking out of the middle.
After that we went and fetched dinner and a movie. Wewatched Saw which turned out to be a great movie. Pretty scary and definitely a thriller. Wehad the fiddleheads with dinner and they were tasty, though a bit gritty still even after being thorouhly washed. I guess that's what happens when you pick fiddleheads from the sandy banks of the mighty Pemi.
And we hiked and hiked and hiked up this mountain. The views were incredible! I'm a bit out of shape but still it was refreshing to go on such a nice hike. It was an incredible feeling to be touched by the wind as we took in nothing but mountains as far as the eye could see. And trees. We found all kinds of tracks. Mostly there were moose tracks but we also spotted some dear, bobcat and coyote. We also found an old piece of coyote dung that was quite hairy. Lonewolf grabbed a couple sticks and took it apart to reveal the meal was a mouse or two as evidenced by the two large teeth sticking out of the middle.
After that we went and fetched dinner and a movie. Wewatched Saw which turned out to be a great movie. Pretty scary and definitely a thriller. Wehad the fiddleheads with dinner and they were tasty, though a bit gritty still even after being thorouhly washed. I guess that's what happens when you pick fiddleheads from the sandy banks of the mighty Pemi.