She hikes.
That's me wearing the height of 'haute couture' hiking wear. And who wouldn't dress up for these views.
Bruce Trail, Beaver Valley Scenery at it's finest.

With very few leaves on the trees yet, the sun shone right to the floor of the woods and we were warmer than expected. A nice feeling.
My hiking pal was babysitting today and brought along her young charge. He was a real trooper, but tired by the end. Here he is waiting for the car to be brought round. (Picture blurred purposely as I didn't get his Mom's consent to post his picture on the blog.)
My hiking pal was babysitting today and brought along her young charge. He was a real trooper, but tired by the end. Here he is waiting for the car to be brought round. (Picture blurred purposely as I didn't get his Mom's consent to post his picture on the blog.)
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