Didn't I all ready see that?

So yesterday i decided to go on a little run / jog / walk with my BFFL Duke.  You will see pictures of this handsome little guy later.  (He is a dog)  But yah we went to this place called the bicentennial park.  It has quite a lot of trails, such as the Coyote trail, or Moose Head trail, even a black bear trail.  But so we started are little adventure and just went.

As we were running on these trails i noticed a big pile of poo and i became slightly nervous because Duke and I were in Bear Country. YAY!!! But as we ran on i saw hoof prints from horses so phew... that was close.  But i did see little Moose poop. 

Whenever i arrived at little signs to mark are position and to tell us where trails were I would stop and look and make sure we were going in the direction of our trail.  Well apparently i am not so good at that.  Because what i thought was going to be an hour adventure turned into a three hour journey through bear country.  Yes... i Became lost for two whole hours as i tried to find our way back to the beginning of the park where we started.  Well as i looked at signs and followed what i thought was the correct path i saw an airfield that was actually used in World War 2 and and i saw a green bag full of a surprise left by some dog that had been on the trail before.  (Sorry for the description, i just feel it is needed)  Well as i kept on running i noticed the same green bag, even though i had seen it probably thirty minutes before.  and then after about another hour of crossing the gravel runway of the air strip i saw it again. Real life deja vu is no fun, and being lost in bear country, kinda stinks.  And i even made it to the same end twice but at two different places.  So i eventually hit a main road and found my way home, but not before my body was pretty much completely shutting down.  My legs and feet were hurting oh so bad and a little surgery i had before was acting up . 

Towards the last leg of the trip i was saying words of acclimation towards Duke telling him that he could do it and to keep on pressing on.  He was struggling towards the end as well.  But we made it back to the car and got home, only to find out that i had 1000 missed calls and that i had just missed dinner.  But hey it is all good, i still got my steak and i am alive to tell you all about it.