As I entered the trailhead (above) and across Hastings Creek (Lynnmour area) I noticed something move in the tree beside me. An owl! Two of them (Hooters, Gary). And how fortunate, I had my camera with me. They didn't seem to give two hoots about me so I hung around for awhile. A long while. I'm standing there in my bright red S-Labs and I'm not running. If you've seen these shoes you'd know I should've been running...or break dancing. Anyway, I watched the owls for 30 minutes, got back in my car, and didn't run at all. And it didn't matter.
Sorry about the bad "two hoots" joke. It was there so I had to.