God, McDonald’s is pure shit. I don’t know how I ever let my wife talk me into going there.
We went for a relatively short drive today (compared to yesterday’s, anyway), and saw some (big!) bear footprints in the mud. I took a couple pictures, but we were too chicken-shit to stick around much longer than that. It was up Indian Canyon, just 40 or 50 yards down a dirt road that branches off from the paved road. If shit like this keeps up, I’ll be afraid to be anywhere in the wilderness alone (or without plenty of firepower).

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