As tradition dictates -- okay, so its only been two years, but I have a feeling its going to be a tradition because of its high success rate (2 for 2) -- we took a day hike for Father's Day. Last year we went up to Chinook Pass. This year Chinook Pass is still closed for Father's Day, so Daddy got to choose a new location. Today we discovered the western regions of Tiger Mountain. The name had our youngest a little worried, but we assured him that we weren't likely to run into cats of any kind and he perked up as much as any 3 year-old can when faced with a hike in a dirty diaper -- discovered halfway up the trail. We had a replacement diaper, but lacked the wipes necessary to make the transition. But I digress.... Our eldest was definitely up to the task, especially when we told him that one of the trails was called "Poo-Poo Trail," and that it leads to "Poo-Poo Point". Really. And that the "Bus Trail" does indeed feature a hollowed out Greyhound Bus, which he translated as a "puppy bus" and called it such from that point on. A fun time was had by all, including Rose (the Dog) who made some friends at a swampy lake and experienced her first attempt at swimming. Some snapshots of our day:
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