Our weekend to-do list was long , but we decided to take one day off for a hike in Kruze Meadows in the Waha Mountains. It was just a short drive to the meadow, but long enough to build the suspense. As we passed tree after tree, Sam was practically wiggling in his seat with anticipation. We unloaded and Sam found the remains of an old campfire. He immediately fell in love with a charred rounded stick and lugged it with him the entire hike. Of course, this meant everything (EVERYTHING) was covered in ash; no, he doesn't have a black eye in the picture below...that's just soot.
And, of course, Sam's charred stick came home with us, too.