A squirrel and a ground squirrel each had a near death experience today on the trail. For the squirrel, I had to hard-break till he decided which way to go besides straight ahead. The ground squirrel decided a bit faster because I dinged my magic dinger far enough away for him to have a better chance of making the right decision.
And for those sitting on the edge of their seat dying to know, the baby socks are still on the posts.
I started south and thought it was easy going until I turned around and headed into the wind I had not realized was pushing me. It seems that is a mistake I make on a regular basis.
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