Bear Poop

This morning we went for a walk. To the other end of the lake. According to the map that is 2 km long. In Sarah-speak, that is twice the length of Northlands mall. Really? Does this look 2 km away?

No. I don't think so, either.

Anyway, we did it, and Sarah didn't see a single whale. A few little fish, which she thinks are maybe baby whales, but I doubt it.

But we did manage to answer the age old question. Yes, Virginia, the bear DOES shit in the woods. We found indisputable evidence on the trail.

They say they are so into saving the environment here, but nobody went into the woods to pick up the bear poop.

Now that I think about it, in those Yogi Bear cartoons, I never saw Ranger Smith with a pooper scooper!


Something to think about, eh?

There are a range of people who do this walk.
Right up front, we are with the middle-aged Japanese tourists and small children.
We are going to the end of the lake and back. That's it. No further.

Sarah only wanted to go part way, and I am very proud of her for doing it. She is not an outdoors girl, and is rather prone to hay fever when she does go bush. Luckily no hay fever, no issues.

But there are different types of people who do this walking thing.

They can usually be categorised by the size of backpack they wear. We, of course, don't carry one on this walk.

There are those who have what I would call the bikini backpack, which can hold a can of coke and a sock.
These are the people who know they look good in lycra, and this is how they do it, measured in minutes. They may not even see the view around them.

Then there are the serious guys, who are heading for those white areas up near the blue. They have all sorts of useful doodads hanging from their belts.
They are in a hurry. Infacttheyareinsuchahurrytheydon'teventakeabreathwhentheyspeak, if they speak. That kind of a hurry. They aren't much interested in the view at this level. The only view they like is the one looking down from the white/blue line.

We saw one more today. She is a teenager, and spent the entire walk (sans backpack) looking at the ground, 3 steps ahead. She passed most of us.
To me, she is one of those "AlrightI'mwalkingdoyouseethatI'mwalkingyoutoldmetowalkandI'mwalkingbutIhadbettergetbacktomyroombeforeOprahstartsorsomebodyisgoingtobereallyreallyforit" kind of people.

Conclusion, the people who enjoy the view, are those who don't carry a backpack. And looking around them, of course.