Forest Park here in P-Town has a 30-mile-or-so long trail from the Zoo north to Germantown Rd as well as numerous other routes along the way. A and I strolled a section casually during our first date. Stu and I miss-calculated the distance from G-town Rd to the swank NW 23rd and achieved an epic day on many of the trails. N'bor Dave and I found a lost dog and got a case of beer as reward for re-uniting dog and owner on the Leaf Erikson. In the past, when I have had time enough to hike or trail run beyond a quick trip to Mt. Tabor; I've gone to Forest Park.
Today, E, Gav and I made a short trip of it on the Wildwood from the Zoo to Pittock Mansion and back. This was my first outing beyond the pavement of our neighborhood for rehab. E barely broke a sweat, I about bonked from my gimp condition and Gav sucked down a bottle of formula, took a crap and a nap before getting tired of smelling my stink.
Hiking with baby lesson #1 is to never pack the butt-wipes with the ice pack that keeps the bottle of formula cold. Clearing crap from around his junk with a frozen block of wipes is totally ineffective.
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