Ho Hum Hiking

Sorry I is late with posting my hike.  I know you is all waiting with bacon bref (as the Road Dogs call "bated bref", BOL!)  But I has a good eggskoose.  I has been rilly, rilly bizzy helping mom rake the leafs wot commed down all at once:

So after last week's haunted hike-o-rama (mom and I LOL'd and BOL's so lowd at all your commenties) we did a ho hum easy peasy hike this time.  Nuttin terribully eggsiting but we did hike 15 miles coz it woz close enuff to home that we did not run out of sunbeams.  We started at Washington Crossing State Park, hiked ofur to anudder park and back then drived to a seenik on the way home.

So anyways, I has to tell you a funny story about Washington Crossing State Park.  Back when my old geezer sis Dixie used to hike, like 4 gabillion years ago, we both hiked at this park togedder.  After the hike mom leaved us in the car with the winders half down, coz it be a nice day and not hawt enuff fur the cold air blower, and headed to the powdah room:

The Powdah Room

A laydee screamed and mom turned around to see Dixie skweezing herselfs out the open car winder.  She is SOOOOOO noggty!  She wanted to go in the powdah room with mom.  She jumped out and ran to mom.  Not me, I is the good one, I stayed in the car.  'Sides, I could not fit thru the winder.  So mom taked Dixie in the powdah room stall with her.  Dixie waited until mom woz, errrr, not able to stop her, then she dived unner the divider wall and went a visitin' with the udder powdah room patrons:

A reconstrukshun of akshual events.

Efurry time Dixie popped up into the next stall, a laydee would say "OOOOOHHHH!  Hello!"  and mom would say "I am SOOOOO sorry!  DIXIE! GET BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  But Dixie, knowing mom could not chase her, went on a visitin' and a schmoozin' until mom woz done then Dixie meeted her outside the stalls all innocent like.  Mom did not has a happy look on her face when she dragged Dixie back to the car by her collah.  Dixie woz in the dog house big time!

So back to my hike.  Furst we had to walk on this pawdestrian walkway into the park from the parking lot.

Wowser, no wonner they call it "Fall" - the leafs all fall down:

So we hiked on the Continental Lane.  The pee-mail on the sign say this be where George Washington marched in the olden days after he crossed ofur the Delaware River by where we parked our car.

Where George Washington's army marched.

Where George Washington's army crossed the Delaware River.

There woz lots of nekkid trees...

Sometimes little bits of color...

Sometimes lots of colors.

Here be a wildlife blind where you can spy on the wildlifes and they cannot see you.

No wildlifes inside.

No wildlifes outside either coz sumbuddy furgot to put the noms out.

But we runned into Mr. and Mrs. Duck.  They woz enjoying a nice relaxing swim around their pond now that the yungun chicklet ducklings is all growned up and out of the nest.  They do be enjoying their peace and quiet on this bootiful fall day.

Then I had to stop and look both ways to cross the road to get to the udder park, the Ted Stiles Preserve.

Hey, dussn't this belong in last week's hike?

Anudder pond but no ducks.

To get back to the car we had to hike on horse trails...

And a towpath by a canal with rood gooses wot honked at me.

Then we got in the car and drived just a short cuppull of minits to Goat Hill.  It be a furry short trail, only half a mile, up to a seenik of the Delaware River.

Heading up Goat Hill afore the sunbeams is all gone.

I stick my tung out coz peeples be in my seeniks.

This prolly be the last of fall I has to show you.  The leaves is coming down rilly rilly fast now.  Boo.  How long until spring be here?

(PEE ESS - Coz of Frankie's commenty all worried that we not be hiking all winter, no worries, we DO hike all winter.  I MAKE mom hike all winter or she gets fat.  But we HATE winter and nekkid trees so we will be counting the days till spring hiking.)

The Haunted Hike, Part Three

As you mite recall, Haley and I woz napping when all of a sudden we heared something and sounded the alarm:

Woz it the Haunted Dog of Hanging Hills?  Would we has to jump off the cliffs to get away?

I is embarrassed to repawt that it turned out to be a hiker wot Haley and I almost skeered the sawks off of.  Well, it could has been a demon wot had taken the shape of a hiker or a zombie hiker wot come back from the dead.  The cliff we woz on do be where many peeples has falled off and been made deaded. Honest mistake, I tell you.  I has nefur charged at anyone barking my fool head off afore and the moms told the hiker how furry sorry they woz fur our rude behaviors.  Haley and I hung our heads in shame.  The hiker woz a good sport about it and did not hold a grudge.  Hmmmm, mebbe he woz a demon in dis-guys after all?  I mean real peeples would has been furry mad about it.

It did, howefur, skeer the poo out of me.

Proof of Poo

Why do this be so spooky, you mite ask?  Well, mebbe you dussn't know that in my 10 and one half years on this earth I has NEFUR EFUR poo'd while on a hike.  Until now.  Mom has NEFUR EFUR had to carry a bag of Shawnee poo.  Until now. I be thinking it mite help ward off demons.  It warded off Haley's mom coz she did not want to be down wind of my mom, even with it dubull bagged.  I think I mite be onto sumpin here.

Anudder skeery cold spot with snow but I is fresh out of poo.

Then an abandoned pawty spot with lots of litter.  Litter, or did they has to run fur their lives nefur to return to get their pawty stuffs?

Or woz the pawtiers deaded by a chainsaw massaker?  YIKES!  Mom, hold that bag of poo high!

I found some blood and guts from the chainsaw massakers.  Gross.

Shhhh.  There be a haunted hayride ahind those trees.  The poo bag has warded them off in the udder direkshun.

Then, Oh. My. Dog. I founded the hideout of The Black Dog of Hanging Hills.  RUN EFURRYONE! WAVE THE POO BAG!

We made it to the end of the hike wot be the same as the beginning of the hike and duss you notice something missing?  The trail be all clear.  Wot happened to the gnarly fingers of the blowdowns wot grabbed our furs? The chainsaw massaker peeples must has deaded them too. Even the spooks is not safe around here.

Our car!  Hurry, efurryone in the car!

Whew.  Safely in the car.  Now step on it mom, we is dropping Haley and her mom at their car and we is going HOME!

And we drived off into the sunset.

~~~~~ THE END ~~~~~

The Haunted Hike, Part Two

At the end of my last episode...

We had been sucked into the haunted castle and me and Haley pulled out the moms out by our walking strings but somehow I got Haley's mom on my walking string instead of my mom and my mom woz MISSING!

I could hear mom calling me from up above but I could not see her.  "Shawwwwneeeee.... Shawwwwwwneee..."  I detached Haley's mom from my walking string and ran to the castle and wot did I find there.....

OMD, I found my mom!  I cried and gibbed her big smoochies and cried and shaked, I woz so happy to see my mom.

All safe and accounted fur, we forged on leaving the skeery castle behind.  But now we be entering the turf of The Black Dog of Hanging Hills - EEK!

It do look harmless enuff...

...but read the sign.  Shudder.

Me and Haley had to lead the moms steep down, down, down into a deep gorge...

...then up, up, up the steep mountain.

Attack Peregrine Falcons guarded the turf of The Black Dog from above but we pushed onward.

The phantom dog must be here close by coz there be a chill in the air and more snow.

Me and Haley got the moms through the haunted snek pit. Why would sneks be out when there be snow on the ground?  CREEPY!

Finally atop West Peak, home of the spirit of the black dog. 

At the top at the seeniks we taked a break.  Haley's 7th birfday woz last weekend and we missed that so we brought noms so we could has a big birfday celebrashun on our break.

Thank you fur the birfday noms!

Me and Haley had settled down fur powah naps when all of a sudden we sprang into akshun....

INCOMING INTRUDER!!! INCOMING INTRUDER!!! INCOMING INTRUDER!!!

Woz it The Black Dog of Hanging Hills coming to get us?  We woz trapped on a rock outcrop with no place to go to get away eggsept to jump off the steep, skeery cliff...

~~~~~ TO BE CONTINUED ~~~~~