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It was a cool, crisp morning last Sunday when Dave and I ventured into the unknown. Okay, that sounds way more dramatic than it actually was. We hopped into the car with little Rigby and headed up to the mountain. Cougar Mountain, that is, which is actually in our ‘hood and is somewhere we’ve never gone to even though it’s only about 15 minutes from door to trailhead. It’s funny, when you live somewhere like the Pacific Northwest you become so used to be around such beautiful trails and wooded areas that you forget to actually go see them.
Rigby is a huge fan of going “noo” places. Well, actually, I’m pretty sure he was freaked out about this because I may have said something about going to the vet, but I digress. (I troll my dog, what can I say.) As soon as we arrived at our destination he was beyond stoked. I think it was the scent of bears and other woodland creatures that excited him most.
