First day since our arrival that we had real sunshine to light things up. It made everything look different.
Anyway, Blackwell is the town, by which I mean tiny hamlet, where the woman with the store, by which I mean the only store, didn't know what there was to do or see nearby. Given that, why do you suppose she went to all this trouble to grab our attention, seeing as how she wasn't expecting anyone? I mean, no one actually lives within sight of this store, so why even have one if there's no local attraction?
So once we found the trailhead, we parked and used the restroom (the composting kind. Whee!) and prepared to walk the dogs. They immediately started crapping all over the place, which was fine; we were prepared for that. Not so much the overflowing trashcan. We did our best with it and started up the trail. And that's how we found out Stella doesn't like bicycles. And gee, I was so tired already!