Rigorous Hike

On our third vacation day, we decided to hike to another waterfall. The past three waterfalls we had hiked to had very gentle, rolling paths. They were nice and wide, easy to maneuver. On most of these hikes we had strapped Little Gus in the backpack only to realize that it sure would have been easier to have left him in the stroller. He gets heavy. So this time we decided we would just take the stroller. After all, we lugged that jogging stroller all around Glacier National Park when Sarah was a year and a half old, up the sides of mountains, over streams, around fallen trees.

And of course, this trail was treacherous. We went up and down so many hills. Steep hills. In places you could hardly tell where the trail was. There was all kinds of water on the trail. I was so impressed that Ms. Crazy Preschooler managed to hike the whole thing on her own little two legs. Life would have been much easier with the backpack, but it was a beautiful forest, if rustic. We had a wonderful time leaf hunting.