We are going on a bear hunt ...

We have an old map, and ended up this morning on an impromptu walk through bushes, streams and swishy grass as the path we were looking for has long disappeared. It reminded me  of this favourite story of our daughters when they were children - although we were more at risk of meeting a family of boars than a bear :

We're going on a bear hunt. We're going to catch a big one. What a beautiful day!

We're not scared.

Uh-uh!

Grass!

Long wavy grass.

We can't go over it. We can't go under it.

Oh no!

We've got to go through it!

Swishy swashy! Swishy swashy! Swishy swashy!

We're going on a bear hunt. We're going catch a big one. What a beautiful day!

We're not scared.

Uh-uh!

A river!

A deep cold river. We can't go over it. We can't go under it.

Oh no!

We've got to go through it!

Splash splosh! Splash splosh! Splash splosh!

We're going on a bear hunt. We're going catch a big one. What a beautiful day!