8 October 2005: It was the perfect day for cavorting through the maple leaves with friends! Although, the highlight of the day was when a certain prematurely "blonding" red-headed woman in our group stepped off the trail only to scream, "I almost just peed on a bowling ball!" Now, remember, we were in the middle of NOWHERE! We each took turns lugging the 16 lb. ball home, and it will hold a prominent place of honor in the new pub. There's a story there . . . !
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