Seems like I oughta start taking better care of the trails through my forest. Gone, apparently, are the days where I’m comfortable walking on the trail down the road. I’ve got to start making my own trails. 

For a while we had some good ones. We could follow a deer trail for quite a while in a nice loop. But since the big storm last year in July, the bridge I built was washed away. And since the big storms this July the bank is too steep to crawl up comfortably, and the final crossing, well, that’s going to require some real work to sort out. 

A ladder, perhaps? But I don’t really want to take a ladder with Roby strapped to my chest and she’s a long way from using grownup size ladders.

Anything I build is likely to be washed away in time, that goes for everything, but the timeline is just real tight when it comes to this trail. I’m fine with this house only lasting another century or two, if we’re lucky and keep up on repairs, that’s fine. But if the bridges I build and the trails I cut are going to get washed away...next year, well, that’s just a drag. It’s a big part of what drew me to the trail down the road. The trail that my taxes pay for. 

Of course other peoples taxes pat for it too, and some of them have shitty dogs that bite. 

We‘ll see, I guess. 
Porque no los dos?