First Steps

Some time ago Fran and I got slightly lost on the Trans-Canada Trail. We met a couple of tourists from Louisiana who were also confused. But while we had food, water, proper clothing and all the time in the world to find ourselves, our new friends were poorly shod, in pain (one of them had fallen) and feeling abandoned by the bus driver who had dropped them off in the wilds of a foreign land. We eventually found our car and took the couple to the Seabus which ferried them back to their hotel. A few days later they e-mailed us this cartoon from their local paper.