Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Burt's Point, Weld, November 10, 2020... 75 degrees

 

We're tired. The thought of hiking had me eyeing a nap. And yesterday when we went to Black Mountain to hike, Bailey sat down and watched me hit the trail. He had zero interest. I yelled, "TREAT?" and obviously he came running, but his heart wasn't in it. So today, we took the Rig to camp for this unusual 75-degree day. In the hiking world, taking a day off is known as a Zero Day. That's us. 

Bailey watering the tree



Where's my treat? 

"Really... TREAT?" 








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