I went on a trip with the Scouts today to the Placerita Canyon Park. We took two little hikes and then a three-mile hike. Mr. Smally, the man who led us, said we'd find a creek. But we didn't, to he took some of us to scout on with him and the rest of them stayed behind with Denise.
We traveled a long way, and decided to turn back. By sheer good luck we made the wrong turn, and ended up at the creek!
We drank from the creek and waded around, while Mr. Smally went back and got the others.
We got our tennies all wet and when we retraced our steps to the trail, our shoes went SQUISH, SQUISH.
We found a little red and green froggy about 1 1/2" long and he held him and let him go.
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