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| It looked like a good blow or a good wet was about to happen. |
Well, apparently there was a recent big blow. It looks like 3 or 4 trees crashed down on each other, domino style. |
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| Hikers just appear out of the fog. |
At the top of the mountain, an unusual site - hiker bowling. Here we see one hiker on the left getting ready to knock down the hiker-pins on the right. |
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| In hiker bowling, you aren't allowed to play dead pins on your second shot, so the one hiker that was knocked down with the first ball removes herself from the field. |
By looking at the local caterpillars, we can get an idea for how hard the wind will blow or how hard the rain will fall. |
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| We have a picnic while we watch the hiker-bowling tournament. |
Then it's back into the fog again. |
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| Riffi thinks, "If I only had a bowling ball right now." |
And what does Robin say when she comes upon an animal? "Hey baby." |
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| The fog lifts briefly. Enough to see the fork in the road. Nearly home again, we think. We just need to remember which way to go. |
