My Reluctant Hiker
This is Mr. SP deep in thought. 
This is the look I get when Mr. SP wants to strike up a bargain. 
This is Mr. SP, filled with quiet optimism that we might turn around and start walking home again. We didn’t. I didn’t think to take a picture of him lagging an eighth of a mile behind on the trail because he was fussing about the fact that the hike wasn’t as short as he would have liked. When he got over it, we all had a great time tromping in the woods again.
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