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LOL, a few years back, I had my son up in the Routte Forrest on a spring
camping trip. We noticed some black tracks around where we pitched camp..... Marc was nestled up against my back like a second skin! Had no bear encounters till the next day......he knew not to get between mama n cubs. Brings back memories! Dan ![]()
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Lifes not meant to be a journey to the grave with the intentions of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thouroughly used up, totally wore out,loudly proclaiming.... WOW.....WHAT A RIDE....... |
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