BezB & Creek
BezB BezB
Creek Creek
Creek Creek
You ever notice how the old oak at the ridge seems to keep a secret that the trail map never tells us?
BezB BezB
Yeah, it’s just a tree. If it had secrets they’d be buried in the bark, not on the map. Keep going, the trail’s the real guide.
Creek Creek
You think the map's got nothing? I found a 500-year-old pine that still remembers the fire that cracked the valley—like nature's own diary. If the trail's your guide, just make sure you don't miss the chapter where the roots talk.
BezB BezB
Sure the trees remember stuff, but the map still shows where you should be. Just follow it and don’t get lost in the gossip.
Creek Creek
Got it—I'll stick to the lines on the map and only stop if the pine starts dropping acorn gossip. Did you know the spruce in this canyon can shed its needles for a whole season? It’s like a natural snow‑flake festival. But yeah, no detours unless the trail gets a little lonely.