Kane liked adventure, so each year he walked until a foggy lake blocked his path. The trail split around the lake, but fog obscured the distant view in both directions.
Tall weeds grew in straggling patches except for the deer path on the right. That proved the best inducement short of a very long swim straight across the fog-obscured weather. He took the deer paths and fought birds, squirrels, and deer for berries for more days than he could count.
Following the path around the foggy lake eventually brought him to the original trail.
Enough adventure.
Time to go home.
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