Half way up Rob's trail we ran into a dad, a mom and a baby moose. They were hidden in the trees enough to prevent a great photo, but it was a nice start to the trip. A bit earlier, they had actually been hanging out on the trail. You could tell because of the large poop deposits they left for the mountain bikers to run through.
Great weather. No hail this year. No medical emergencies. No one getting locked out of their rooms all night. It was pleasantly void of excitement.