Something made my Dad go over to the trail to look for my camera yesterday. As he was surveying the embankment, thinking he couldn't make it to the top, a man he knows drove down the trail. He stopped picked something up and called down to my Dad, "I just found a camera!" What a God moment. 2 people in the right place to find and retrieve my camera. Because it was found, I can share with you what to do when hiking, it's 84 degrees in March, and you're hot.
You strip to you skivies and shoes, plunge into a clear puddle on the side of the trail, and make water angels. To be clear, my Dad now thinks we are nuts and I think I agree.
I also think the weather is nuts. Our lilacs are blooming...in March. Little early I'd say.
Mom went after my Dad to look for the camera, so thank you to both of my parents. And thank you to all the supportive comments.