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Our mountain hike

Wanna hear a funny story? This was back during summer vacations, out with Mom and Grandma, this time hiking in the forest. Brother, Cousin and I were really not into it at first, but it ended up being kind of fun and a little bit exciting too. Grandma had borrowed this book from the library, that included some walks and hikes along the mountains and lakes in the area and she thought it would be a great day to do one of them (the walks, that is), something to keep us busy on this fine vacation day. We kind of had to go out of the house because Grandpa and Uncle were working on some house renovations and they didn’t want us kids in the way.

At least there was sun and warmth so we didn’t mind being out too much. We drove to the starting point but it wasn’t very clear when it even started. The book said one thing and the signs said another. So at times it seemed like we were going in the right direction. Other times we were like walking with blindfolds on.

We finally paused for a little snack. Being out in nature makes you build up quite an appetite, you know.“What amazing trees!” We marveled as we counted all the different types of trees we could find. We were able to look up close and personal to many other amazing trees, plants and moss. Even odd types of leaves and seeds. “Look over here!” I called, as I admired some sap dripping down a pine tree. It’s coming down with quite a steady flow, I thought. After some more “Wow!’s” and “Amazing!’s” we had a closer look. I was just about to touch it and smell the wonderful fragrance of sap when… “Oh, actually, I just went pee there.” said Brother.

What? Oh boy! Was I glad that I hadn’t been there one second earlier to touch and smell pee. I was almost sick to my stomach realizing how close I was to it. But we did have a good laugh the whole rest of the trip home, which made the whole hike that much shorter… and way FUNNER! I guess I’d better take the time to stop, look and listen before acting on something. Or I might be mightily sorry.

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