…. what the ...?

There is of course another hazard along the trail – that is the inevitable dropping of… well… there is just no other way to say it… poop!

Horsey poop
Doggy poop
and even the occasional bear poop (one Yellowstone Park Ranger we knew liked to tell us that the way to distinguish black bear poop from grizzly bear poop – the grizzly had hiker whistles in it ☹.)

Along the trail there are just times when no matter how careful we may be, we just can’t avoid the poop. We suddenly become aware of that familiar odor and realize that we have indeed stepped in it. It doesn’t work to ignore it: we can smell it on ourselves. It doesn’t work to deny it: others can smell it on us. All we can do is admit it, clean up the mess, and get back on tract.

‘Nuff said!