We went up to the mountains for a campout but I'm too sad to finish this blog because we just discovered that the neighbors Rottweiller killed most of our chickens while we were gone.
Okay, I'm back to my post. We tried the Wood River campground this time and liked it. I like to go when the moon is full because you can see the silhouettes of the cathedral pines on the tent walls at night.
Brooke, to add to the miscellany of signs: Here is a funny one warning us that the bridge will be bumpy. My mother used to say, "Funny strange or funny Ha Ha?" This one is funny HaHa.
We liked the paved bike trail
5 comments:
Lidia and Aiden are sad too and want you to call the dog catcher...
Oh no! That is terrible. I'm so sorry.
Time to put rock salt in the shotgun.
Johnny's so cute in the basket!
I am so sorry about the chickens!
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