Campers' Cove Hike

Monday the 7th was Bob and mine's first day of summer vacation day off together.  The weather had been so nice that we decided to head out for a hike.  We both needed new hiking boots and we had been wanting to purchase a new smaller backpack for day hikes.  Using backpacks that are made for school books, just don't cut it and we've done that long enough.  Could be that we are getting older and we have a few more aches and pains then we used too.  After spending my entire first paycheck from the Dog, we had what we needed and were ready to go. 

The plan was to hike to Campers' Cove Cabin, have some lunch, fish and read, then hike out.  The hike was beautiful and it was so warm and sunny out.  At the cabin we played in the water, it was actually a nice temp, you could walk around in the shallow bay and your feet didn't ache from the cold after two minutes.  Then Bob fished, I read and we enjoyed the sunshine.  When it was time to start hiking out we decided that instead of hiking out the way we came, we would hike the loop, connecting so one of our favorite trails, Pt Bridget.  This is where the fun really begins, first, we didn't bring bug stuff, who forgot that?, then we were both a bit more tired then we realized and started to drag, next, we kept seeing some very large paws prints, trying to convince ourselves that it was a large dog!  On the way through the meadow, the tall grass started rustling, I knew that I couldn't make it to catch up with Bob before whatever was coming crossed our path, so I started backing up.  That darn porcupine scared the bejesus out of me!  He was all puffed up, Bob said, "it's not gong to shoot it's quills at you", how did he know that's what I thought it was going to do?  The rest of the hike to the trail head was fairly uneventful, just the two of us being together, enjoying this beautiful place, smacking at bugs and stumbling over tree roots cuz we were tired and not lifting our feet.  Once we hit the road, we had about a mile hike back to the truck.  Bob had said on the hike, when we were seeing lots of scat, that we wouldn't see a bear in the woods, but we would on the road . . . luck for us, I had my new whistle.  What a fabulous first hike.

 New Gear

Also notice on the new day pack a new carabeaner and whistle, which came in handy for beinging loud to let the bear know we were there.

Some of the bays that we hiked to

Nature

Molly playing in the cove

Nothin' like finding a rope swing in the middle of the woods

Wildfowers in the meadow

PS Thank you Joelle for our NAO gift certificates!