Sore muscles, and tired bones abound after spending the weekend in the bush with the cubs. Yes, we went to Squamish. And yes, we climbed the Chief. And yes, we did have one minor injury. But all in all, things - weather, water, sun, and fun - held out great and as good as we could have asked. Unfortunately, as the weekend rolls into Monday - and ahead lies a much needed obligation-free long weekend - work looms and I realize just how much I really need to do. The countdown is officially on for some upcoming BIG events, and there is little time to spare these weary days. |
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