Roosevelt had enjoyed the hike even more than he thought he would. While Samantha went a little slower than he was used to Roosevelt was having such a good time talking with her that he didn't even notice. He had ended up telling a lot of stories since he coulud see that it was a struggle for her to hike and talk at the same time so he carried the conversation. She never complained or seemed to get frustrated though, she just kept at it.

"It's gorgeous, right?" he said. The winter chill was still lingering just a bit but Roosevelt thought that made everything more clean and crisp. Later in the year it was look green and alive. Roosevelt thought both seasons had their own sort of beauty.