So I has to show you something mom seened on the Eastern Mountain Sports bloggie this week:
I feel safer now. So here we passed by the opening of an old mine and that do prolly be why the trail we is on do be called the Iron Mine Trail. It could has been rekwisishunned by a bear now but so we dussn't skew the nummers above, we shall just move it rite along.
Then we commed to the only seenik on this hike - that woz OK coz we did not want to waste lots of good seeniks on a bad wevver day.
Oh, look at the hawk high up in the air by my snooter:
So since that be all the seeniks, I figgered I would do some interpretive nature fur you.
|I was here. - THE BEAR|
|IN FLIGHT EQUIPMENT MALFUNCTION|
|Compliments of THE |
The last trail we woz on woz called the Waving Willie Trail. You mite wonner why it be named that. Well you see, afore my time, there woz a man wot they called Waving Willie wot used to sit in a chair by the road we commed out on and he would wave at all the cars and peeples would wave back. He did this fur 40 years. His story duss be here on "Weird NJ" website. The Waving Willie Trail comes out ahind his house where he used to live and that be it ahind me: