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These big guys can be prickly,

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Like this one who head butted my husband right after I snapped a picture.

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When they’ve had enough, they let you know it in no uncertain terms.

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And standing behind them?

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Not always a good idea. Let’s just say this one had to do his business and leave it at that.

By 5:00pm, we’d been walking around the fair for 7 hours, it was raining and we decided to call it quits.

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Leaving the gate, we took a right instead of a left and opted for the long way home.

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Maine, by way of New Hampshire….

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Up and over Evan’s Notch.

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A pass cut through the White Mountains.

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Again, there was mostly muted foliage …

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And not the vivid bright colors we usually enjoy.

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But even muted, it’s lovely.

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