Boys Still Belong in the Woods

Okay this time we really did see a bear, or at least one would assume that we did from all of the screaming being heard from Alex as I was cleaning up the breakfast dishes.

We had planned to go up to Watson Anderson lakes but the trail conditions report at the ranger station said there was snow and lots of it on the trail. So a quick change of plans and up the Road to Thunder Creek.

Interesting that they would call it Thunder Creek when it is really about as wide fast and deep as the Amazon river. Gotta luv the North Cascades.

We didn't actually see a bear but as far as Alex knows we did so don't try and tell him other wise.

Da Boyz are getting to be pretty good backpackers. They have always been out in the woods but they are starting to get the hang of things. Jared and Alex race on ahead causing numerous other back country tourists to get there first siting of that rare species indigenous to North Cascades. "BACKPACKUS SELF PROPELLUS" can be observed yelling screaming, dropping candy wrapper, hitting all of the vegetation in site with a sword (or stick), throwing rocks in any size water body, being afraid of the open toilets and otherwise causing mayhem. A warning to those interested in seeing any sort of other wildlife. "BACKPACKUS SELF PROPELLUS" will through its scent and noise cause all other species within a 5 mile radius to promptly leave (except for bears of course).



Characteristic of the species is a complete and utter disdain for any sort of personal grooming or hygiene and a propensity for telling jokes about chickens crossing the road, or not, or having the day off, or (you fill in the blank) Mating habits of the species are unknown and will hopefully remain so for at least another 15 years. Generally subsiding on macaroni and cheese, roasted marshmallows, jolly ranchers and Gatorade the species is known for its complete inability to gain any weight at all.



Nocturnal habits of the species include complete encasement in polyester and nylon fibers.



The boys found this really cool mossy slope. At about 45 degrees, it did not look real. Of course we had to climb up it, get scared at the top, and then run down chasing the two younger brothers (who were not scared).



A great time was had by all.