Pine Springs

Hi all,
Hope you all are enjoying your young lives
Thought I would tell you about a recent trip to Pine Springs located neat the top of Ward Mountain.
We took two vehicles and parked one at the bottom of Ward just in case we had trouble
and had to walk out. This was done of course because of the one trip we had to walk all the
way to the highway to find the truck and motorcycle trailer. The bike had failed us at Crystal Mountain so we had two choices. Tip the bike over and torch it thereby possibly attracting attention by someone or walking out. I preferred the first option but it was still light at the moment and there was the forest to worry about.
Anyways we left the Sidekick at the base of the mountain and took the Jeep up. We being myself, Susie, Burro and Lizzy. Beautiful trip up, one of the clearest days I have seen in a long, long while and you could see like three different mountain ranges. The road has become very rough from erosion and the dogs were constantly being thrown against the rear lift up door. Nearing the springs, I hear Susie shout "stop" I do only to see the rear door up and Lizzy rolling head over heels back down the mountain. She got her legs and came charging after us which left me thinking, no broken bones. I lifted her into the Jeep and checked her out and only a few little cuts. Off we go to Pine Springs. We got there and I honestly don't know if I have seen any place more beautiful.
The springs drops down three different places and has been lined with timber. There is also rotten wood going over the springs. I was gingerly walking over the rotted out wood and Burro came charging full blast only to hit a place where the wood was missing. I watched him fall down about 20 feet and into a pond and disappear. I shouted to Susie, I think we lost Burro. She was trying to find rope so she could follow him into the hole (yea right) when all at once up popped Burro. Amazingly as I walked around the springs with Burro watching and swimming following me, I came to a place where the timber jutted out just a bit. I thought I might be able to go down with rope but somehow Burro jettisoned from the water to a little timber and hit it with his back legs and one more time and he was safe. He ran around like some kind of crazed beast for a few minutes running out the testosterone and then he was fine.
I know about the testosterone from another time where he went over a water fall..
Anyways, after the excitement we just enjoyed the trees, water and view had a lunch
we had packed, (no, I didn't have to kill any animals to eat) and headed home. The trip home was quite exciting also as we seen maybe 15 Elk, one of them being almost completely black, then a large herd of deer. It was, using a phrase too often used, Totally Awesome.
It's just all too beautiful
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