greetings, at the park, and holy slime ball batman!

1 The wind and rain ease up by morning and it's a bank of low clouds that greets me.
2 The water at the river is high enough that there's no opportunity to go closer. We must stay on the path.
3 As we are headed back to our car in the parking lots a man approaches us with two small white dogs <not really white with all the mud> and a large black dog. The big black dog has a long piece of drool in his mouth. As he approaches my instinct is to step back while his is to step forward quicker and faster than me. He wins! I get slimed! Note to self: be quicker!