Walking the trail (because it’s cheaper than paying a therapist)

As my husband so intelligently pointed out to me, he’d rather take me for
a walk on the trail than foot the bill for therapy. So here’s today’s
“Go get the stink blown off you” pictures from the trail.




And then this one, which isn’t a joke.
I’m thinking the businesses at the End were constantly having
to answer the question about where the trail went from there.
So sorry, businesses at the End.