Once again a group of Tacoma people chose to spend all morning on the final day of the session hiking up with me to the Line Shack. Here’s our hardy crew.

When we arrived of course they wanted to hang out in the old Line Shack, built in 1925 as an aid to the people who patrolled Forstmann’s deer fence.

Some of them found their own names carved in the wood inside the shack–from last year’s hike.

This was a sunny day but it had rained for three days previously, sometimes a deluge. So the mushrooms were up all over the place and the trailside was a lush green.

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