Spring Hike 2: The Hike Strikes Back

There is, again, Flower.  There is, again, a frozen lake.

There is, again, Isabelle.

This time there trails are snowy, not icy.

This time the horses are mini, not maxi.

This time the swamps are mostly liquid.

This time the firewood is wet, and the Doritos are knock-off brand.

This time the dog has a 16 meter leash.

This time the fire is sad.

This time we might go hungry.

False alarm.  This time the sausages are amazing .

This time there are viking rune stones.

A millennium old “Herman <3 Pauline” graffiti.

We stop later for jalapeño cheese bread.

And wasabi peas.

Eventually we find civilization.

And central heating.