. . . we start seeing slime mold in the forest! No worries – it’s not about to take over. Here’s where the trail took me a few hundred metres beyond the interesting slimy stuff. This is Silas’ favourite swimming hole, but he chose not to go in for a dip today, which was fine with me. I don’t mind hosing him down after (although he minds being hosed), but I didn’t need the wet-dog smell for the rest of the evening!
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