Sarah, Don, Bradford, Gunther and I took a long walk through the woods on Saturday. One group soon became three as Brad forged ahead of the pack while Gunther and I dawdled behind among the pecking woodpeckers, chippy chickadees, fuzzy moss and brilliant orange fungi. I didn't realize we were so far behind until Gunther practically pulled me up the trail after Sarah. We took off after them but soon realized we took a wrong turn when the snowshoes I was following turned back. Memories of the Donner Party floated across my mind. After bushwacking through and over the terrain, Gunther located a haggard Brad and soon found the rest of our party. We were saved.
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