Well we didn’t see any bats high up in the belfry, but Peter had an encounter with a bat high on “The Bulge” at Taylors Falls today.
He said, “It’s either a bat in that crack or an old banana with a blackened skin. Nope, a banana doesn’t squeak when you try to touch it.” The bat decided anyone tough enough to climb “The Bulge” and “Fancy Dancer” was too tough to bite. So it left us alone.
BTW, everyone was at Taylors Falls (and their Grandmas and their dogs) except you. What were you doing on this beautiful
May November day?