Yes, the trail is just lovely. We're approaching a mass of sticker bushes and downed trees.
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Yes, the trail is just lovely. We're approaching a mass of sticker bushes and downed trees. |
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| I pause deciding how the hell I'm going to get through. I decided to plow through the bushes and Dawg initially tries to follow, but turns back and goes way the hell around walking along many of the huge downed trees. The bushes poked right through my pants. I felt like an acupuncture patient in the matrix by the time I got to the other end of it. Imagine this crap from Dawg's perspective. He is not wearing leather boots nor pants. Now think about a rancher coming in with a horse looking to round up his cows. This area is literally a death trap. | ||
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| There is just no way Andra can go my way. She photographs the enormous snag of downed trees and bushes. She eventually goes up and around crawling over logs pack and all. Makes you want to give a little more than required on your Federal return to reward them for the great service - right? | ||
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