Our next campout was at Andrew and we quadded between some small towns along an old railroad from which the rails and ties have been removed. I wasn't really fond of running on the gravel, so I rode quite a bit. Along the way we surprised a momma bear and two cubs. I barked real loud and she ran across in front of us, and one cub went with her. The other one went back down into the ditch, but then it ran through a culvert and joined the momma so She hit the throttle and we just got the heck out of there.

From there we carried on to a farm where we had a gathering of sorts. I met a whole bunch of people, (I guess they are all relatives) and one other dog. After our introductory tiffs, we got along ok. We even played together a little. We quadded some more on the old railroad and along some farm roads. This is me cooling off. Some may think that mud puddles are disgusting, but I love them!