Seems time escaped me with full time work obligations, a lover that I continue to cherish, trying to keep up with my daughters growth while commuting every other week to Louisville. I love looking back on my year to reflect on all the things I did in 2022. Helps me to appreciate the joy, friendships and moments the have built into who I have become.
Taking the time to reflect and appreciate instead of continually pushing forward. My photos and blog are my way to remember my life story. Jane Eitel texted me to wish me a happy new year and asked that I continue to write. She literally made me cry with this small request, but it was so meaningful to me.
During KangKang’s visit during Christmas, she read our tarot cards. It was amazing how accurate each of them was to what we were going through. I pulled out a card with white rabbits jumping with a symbol of yin/yang= balance. Calling out my lack of balance and how I needed to be still. Ironically George bought me a necklace for Christmas, which came the following day. Without him knowing the cards that were read to me, when I opened the box, there was a necklace with a small rabbit charm on it. I love that shit. The irony and perfection of timing in life. I now wear my necklace nonstop and hold onto the charm whenever I need to make a selfish decision to find my balance.
January: came with winter hikes, covid outbreaks and Zoe going to Guyana to find her roots.
February: a trip to Columbus with George to see a couple art exhibits and drink beers with my Findlay boys that I love so much.
Unfortunately on the drive home from that Columbus trip, my girls called and said it was time to put Cookie down. He wasn’t moving and we knew there was nothing more we could do. Zoe and Sedona had been nursing him with chicken broth and rice for as long as they could. He was such a special dog in our lives- there are no words as it still hurts to think of him.
The end of February had a much needed road trip to South Carolina with George. Squeezed in a visit with Kassie and The Souply Repetto clan and my aunt and uncle along the way. I cherished this time with people and also the week I spent alone.
March: complete with a hike visiting the Forest Giants, time with my kiddos and an Elle King concert with Kevin.
April: filled with pet sitting, hiking with Sarah, Nancy and birthday dinners. My girls got me a Marc Jacob computer bag to match theirs! I love it. Guess which one is mine. I also reunited with my friend Sabrina who fast forward 6 months is working with me at my new company.
End of April was a trip to Chattanooga with George to explore a city I have never been to before. Complete with an inspiring waterfall escape.
May: was a perfect Mother’s Day trip to Knoxsville, Tennessee with Zoe and Sedona. Literally the first night we arrived we had a blast filled with memories that will be with us forever.
End of May was a beautiful experience watching a ballet thanks to free tickets from my friend Rebecca. Also a fun trip with Debbie to Dayton where thank goodness we could not agree on a matching tatoo 🙂 and a music festival in Lousiville with my daughters.
June: summer began with a boat ride with the Leurcks, one last lakehouse escape with Rebecca, Maysville with George, week in Chicago and a concert with Sedona.
July: complete with a lake house soak at Stephanie’s then a trip to Cleveland where George got to meet the infamous Bobby and Lisa Kunkle and my dear friend from NY- May.
Late July was a week away in Michigan to visit my sister Trisha in her new home. Could not have been a better visit!
August: was a blast reuniting with my Michigan Avenue crew at a party hosted by the Leurcks in honor of their nephew and a road trip to Athens to visit my friend Anne Newton.
Also in August Todd came down and took a tour of the underground brewery tunnels and I went to Columbus to meet my student Kangkang and drink a bottle of champagne with my forever college roommate Cindy.
September: trip to Bowling Green Kentucky, a Reds Game with my girls and seeing Alanis Morissette rock the stage in Louisville. I also finally got to meet Charlie, George’s daughter. After 1 1/2 years of dating its fun to now have her dynamic added into our life together.
October: filled with Halloween fun, Blink 2022 back in Cincy and more fall hikes.
Early November: I went on a solo trip to Red River Gorge, West Virginia. A wonderful regroup. On my drive back I was able to say hello to my nephew Layne and his wife who are temporarily settled in northern Kentucky. Haven’t seen them in literally 3 years!
Also in November I was able to celebrate Thanksgiving with George and Charlie, onboard my friend Karen to my company while staying in Pennsylvania where I also met up with Esra, my Turkish student. Then came back to party with Beth and Linda to celebrate her 60th birthday!
December: new traditions and holiday memories.
It’s been a wonderful year filled with so much I am grateful for. The ability to travel, discover new places, fulfilled as my love for George continues to grow and my daughters launch into their careers and adulthood.
I need to reset 2023 with some better self care habits that are kinder to my aging body. Slow down my pace to include time for me to think, meditate and connect to my soul’s purpose. Feed my instinct to open the energy for what’s next to come.
God knows where that will take me but for sure will be filled with further adventures and fun.
Picking up Zoe on my way to drop KangKang off in Columbus was the best idea I had in awhile 🙂 She was exactly who I needed to be with to reset.
Zoe will be moving to LA next month and I plan to road trip with her there and help get her situated. A fun memory filled cross country drive is on the calendar with a van rental booked and no return ticket home. Who knows, maybe I will stay awhile. The benefits of working remote!
I googled mapped a trail to hike to help break up the drive home and ended up along the river with a view of the city of Columbus.
We only did the small area in the Audubon Park
As we were walking Zoe started pointing things out to me with her creative vision.
I grabbed her and hugged her because it was exactly what I needed to wake up and see” again. The milky color of the ice and how the clouds reflected beautifully off the still water. My senses came back. My love of nature returned.
The path was fully paved which is not my preference but given the recently melted snow it probably served us better.
My girl. I’ve taught her well. We were wearing the new scarves that KangKang gave us. I was wearing a new hat from my sister, Trisha and a Christmas gift hoodie Zoe got for me. I felt like a kid wearing all my new stuff!
The bare trees can be ugly compared to the bright leaves they wore two months prior, but when you place them against a sunset or a clear backdrop, they become art again.
I really enjoyed our first winter hike. Hoping there are more to come.
There was construction disconnecting the trail from the adjacent side. As we walked up to the higher level we saw a view of the city.
We found the climbing wall and I wished I had the strength still in me to do it. I feel recently as if age has taken a toll on me. Maybe its menopausal or maybe its just winter depression, but I need to get myself back mentally and physically.
As we circled back around there was a nature center. I’m sure this park is booming in warmer weather.
We saw a young man pull up and get his paddle board out. We needed an excuse to see how he was going to get it off the ice. Zoe took a step out to test the solidity.
Our holiday season started off with going down to Louisville to see George’s daughter in a play. My daughters came down early in the afternoon and we had a blast shopping in Nulu and checking out a brewery which is located near to where we hope- to- be- George’s new Hive and Barrel location in the future. There was an old fashion photo booth and we had to buy a couple rounds just for fun!
Zoe and Sedona love Christmas and do all the baking and decorating around the house. I am nicknamed The Grinch, which is appropriate. I get overwhelmed with all the holiday fuss. These days I can’t even say I do a lot with Christmas, my daughters truly picked up the responsibility of it all. But somehow I still am a ball of stress.
Sedona purchased our first artificial tree and they decorated it beautifully. At a certain point in their childhood, I divvied up the ornaments and they have been in charge of putting them on the tree ever since. Its amazing how many memories ornaments hold.
Sedona purchased new stockings for our blended family and we had fun stuffing them with random small gifts we picked up along the way. Totally scored at World Market.
We all went to the Festival of Lights this year and literally picked the best day! A Tuesday night which had warm weather and not too many people.
Took a photo outside the tree just like when they were little.
The jellyfish lanterns were so creative. I haven’t been to zoo in years and they really do a great job with their displays.
Christmas day we all wore our matching pjs and did nothing but eat, drink and play games. I picked up my Taiwanese student from OSU and brought her down to join in the fun and experience an American holiday. What an experience to join this crazie crew 🙂
Zoe ready to open the presents. The girls designate a wrapping pattern per person. Its so cute.
Everyone got mini lego toys and Sedona mastered hers.
Love that Ki joined us for the holidays too since his family was out of town. It was fun having him join our traditions.
KangKang and I headed back down to Louisville after Christmas and I showed her around some of the sights. Had her pose by the Louisville Slugger bat. Taught her about Muhammed Ali and the famous Riverboats. Thought it was cool taking her across a state border to experience a different state.
She was always cold and was constantly drinking hot water. I took her to Feast, a BBQ place to experience some Kentucky food culture. She was also introduced to Mexican food and loved it.
On our return route home I took her on a very brief tour of Cincinnati . The blizzard came through before Christmas which prevented us from driving around previously.
I ended my holiday season watching my daughter’s best friend Tracy’s wedding on New Year’s Eve. It was the perfect way to end my year. So happy for her and witnessing the hope of young love celebrated.
This was the first wedding my daughters were in. I remembered being in several before my own. It brought back memories of crazy taffeta dresses.
Here’s hoping 2023 brings many new memories and beginnings!
I saw signs to this park while driving down a country road near George’s house. I was killing time while he worked, just checking out the area. I discovered these secluded trails off in the countryside. I’ve been there twice now. Once I tried to check out the waterfall, but there wasn’t really anything there to see. May be better in the spring after a rainfall.
The second time I did the 2.4 mile loop which was quiet, muddy and complete with some steep hills to get the blood pumping. There was a creek along the bottom of the valley and the trail took you alongside for a bit but then up the inclines again to walk along the ridges.
Great clean park with great signage throughout.
Going to the waterfall was a narrow steep muddy trail. This is when I’m most thankful for the roots that stop my slide.
Waterfall area, looking down. Nothing coming over the rocks.
I admired the foam green moss growing on the damp branches.
Quite a few bridges crossing back and forth across the creek.
Reflection of the trees in the still water added to this simple shot.
Could be fun with kids in the summer to dig in the creek for fossils.
The ice from the week before hadn’t melted yet off the wood.
The creek was now muddy instead of clear.
Trails changed from mud paths to mowed grass pathways.
I stumbled onto this abandoned structure and wondered what it was meant to be. There was a fire pit inside where I imagine teenagers hung out at night.
It reminded me of the abandoned warehouses in Phuket where there was great graffiti art and people sleeping. Here, just rusty metal and wood.
Landscape was somewhat boring with the bare trees and brown and tinted green ground. I’m ready for a change in scenery. One week from today I will be in Memphis. That should be a great new city to check out.
Looking back after I climbed up the hill to the final turn out to the parking lot.
My hiking boots have put in the miles. Today mud filled.
Atter my first hike I made my way to Westport beside the Ohio River and admired the clean lines. It was definitely a more grey day. Winters can be hard with the sun hiding for weeks at a time.
Driving out after the second hike I admired this beautiful scenery. I loved the weathered wood and how the worn white and red paint contrasted to the blue in the sky.
I’m posting this one about a month late, which is a great reminder to me that I need to regroup soon on what I enjoy. I feel a bit lost without my blog. Whenever I let it go, I feel ungrounded. Am both happy and sad to have found this draft- unfinished. Gave me something to complete on my sick day. 🤔
“The last day of my retreat. Always hard leaving your vacation life knowing it is so much easier without any responsibility or work. I miss my Phuket days. Just living. At least I was able to capture that for these couple days.
November 8 is Election Day and I voted early because I knew I would be back to work and it would be nuts trying to catch up. Why is it that we don’t have the day off the vote? I’m so glad absentee ballots are available. It’s not always easy to accommodate your schedule to get to the designated voting places. I remember when I worked and had small children I would have to wake up super early to get there right as they opened before the lines formed. Something seems off about that. My Brazilian students told me they all vote on Sunday and its a requirement for a citizen. They even provide buses for remote locations. Its a total day set aside for the country to vote.
When I first saw this church, I was amazed at how many people were going in and out of it. I sat observing from across the street while eating breakfast. When I went to take a closer look, I realized it was also a cafe and bookstore. No wonder it was so popular.
Inside was adorable, complete with a gift shop on the upper level.
They had a full bar complete with mimosa choices, wonderful coffee, breakfast and desserts.
I was glad I stopped in and took a look. I ended up getting an amazing almond latte that tasted like it contained a liqueur. Was a perfect way to head out of West Virginia. I was going to check out a waterfall named Cathedral Falls. Seems appropriate after stopping in this cafe.
On my way I went over a bridge and underneath looked like a perfect spot to walk on rocks in the river below. So I pulled over and squeezed past a chainlink fence to find this trail.
There was a warning sign noting that this could all be quickly covered if the dam broke upstream.
Getting down to the water was a struggle. I realize how much strength and confidence I’ve lost over these last few years. I took a tumble and was happy my head didn’t bounce off a rock. The terrain was hidden beneath a thick leaf coverage making my footage difficult to judge.
I sat for a bit watching the light bounce off the water.
Was nice being alone in nature. I was sure no right minded soul was going to come down this same trail. For a second, made me wonder about my own judgement.
Was pretty as far as dead can be. Bland. But still interesting with its textures and play with reflection and light.
I made my way back up easier than I thought. And I headed further down the road to see the waterfall. It was such a small alcove I could’ve driven right past it. A parking lot with room for maybe four cars and a simple walkway to the falls. No major hiking required.
Was calm. Peaceful.
Looking back at the bridge I crossed to get here.
Something about the sound is so comforting.
I got up as close as I could and sat for a bit.
Showing perspective with the man walking out. The fall wasn’t so big but felt more powerful as you approached.
Love the term waterfall wanderer. I wish I would’ve known about this “ waterfall trail”. Could’ve been a fun way to discover some others.
I took the scenic route home along the waters edge and was fascinated by the river towns tightly clustered together along the shoreline or tucked into the base of a mountain.
As I was google mapping my way home I realized I’d be driving through Maysville where I heard my nephew and wife now temporarily reside. He’s a traveling nurse and they are making their way from Upstate New York down to Kentucky. I texted to see if I could pop by. I haven’t seen them in over 4 years. Was happy they agreed!
Layne and Katherine found this great farm where they could park their camper and board their horses. Was wonderful seeing them again and knowing they are both doing well.
I have always been a part of a trio. I am one of three sisters, have twin daughters. There are usually complications when three people hang out, but with Beth and Linda this is never the case. We have a energy that radiates love and support for each other never with conflict. We are fortunate to have this friendship trio which dates back over 10 years.
We got together to celebrate Linda’s birthday and we ended up at a speakeasy in the underground historic brewery tunnels of Cincinnati. Highly recommend if you are ever in this city to check GhostBaby out. It was mystical and such an adventure for us aging folks who rarely get out past certain hours.
Our trio- happy from the celebratory champagne.
The restaurant we went to before the speakeasy was perfectly decorated for the holidays.
When we drove to find Ghostbaby, the guys dropped us off at the address but we literally could not find the entrance. (hence I suppose why its called a speakeasy) Eventually a very tall man with a top hat came out and asked where we were going. He was spooky enough to add to the atmosphere as he informed us of the history of the tunnels and some upcoming films being shot in Cincinnati.
Going down the many flights of stairs. Good thing I am not claustrophobic. We were going deep.
At the bottom of the staircase was a random chandelier.
Linda picked up the phone and appears to be a ghost.
The bar scene was really cool, narrow and crowded. We made reservations and had a beautiful table in the main tunnel where there was a chill band playing.
Sunday morning with the time change, I got an early start. I viewed waterfalls, sat on rocks watching rapids and even captured a few bridge viewpoints. It was only noon, so I decided a quick trail would be the perfect way to end the afternoon.
I looked on All Trails and found the Long Point Trail which said its an easy 3 mile hike.
I thought it would be a gentle walk in the woods. I wasn’t expecting the inclines.
I usually don’t like trails that are out and back, I always prefer a loop.
I entered to what seems super easy.
Level walkway maintained. I ran into the two women from the Castle Rock Trail ironically and they said “hey, its the girl with the skull shirt from yesterday :)” They encouraged me to go to the end, it was worth it.
It was like hiking back in Ohio. A lot of woods, nothing too different about the landscape.
I challenged myself to find some beauty and collected some leaves as I walked.
Took this photo for Debbie, Christmas in November. Anytime I see berries I think of her.
It was a quiet solo walk. I eventually would catch up with hikers heading back out but never passed anyone.
I felt a bit confused by this sign which became my nemesis later.
I spotted some fungi decorating a tree. Enjoyed the textures of the bark, dried leaves moss and mushrooms.
Interesting tree roots which I felt could inspire any scary movie.
The leaf covered path, the sound of my feet swooping them with every step.
Looking up at the admirable yellow hanging on.
The roots became a challenge.
I finally got to a ledge that showed our heights.
Was quite a view.
A perfect view of the bridge.
I snapped a selfie for fun.
Gorgeous day. I sat up here for bit on the ledge while a group of younger guys sat off to the side eating their packed lunch. Check out the lines in this photo, the angles naturally met. Even the clouds were behaving and playing their part.
I agree it was worth the hike.
On my walk back I was drained. I imagine my face was bright red and I was dying for some water.
My feet were hurting and I was cursing my 200$ shoes which are a bit small. I thought they would break in eventually, but now I am not so sure.
I kept going.
Spotted this beauty who seemed like a flag of some sort among the trees.
I thought I spotted a short cut on the map so I wandered that way for another 20 minutes. A path less taken.
Was definitely a different route.
I took my leaves out of my pocket and laid them out to admire.
This trail was covered in pine needles and not a soul in site.
I later found out the name of it.
I exited the trail only to find out I was in the wrong parking area. I literally wanted to beg someone to drive me back to my spot. I was even tempted to ask if they had any water since I was parched. But I didn’t. Sometimes when you travel alone and don’t talk to anyone for awhile, its awkward to speak again. I find myself stumbling to be social.
I google mapped my way back to the correct trailhead. If I walked the street route it was going to take me 28 minutes but if I back tracked my way through the woods, it was only 23. This short cut added another hour onto my “easy” afternoon hike. I was determined to make it back to my car and hit a brewery immediately for an ice water and a beer!
The return walk definitely gave me time to wonder why we don’t follow our instincts more. I knew before I veered off that the way I was going was correct. Interesting to me, why we change directions and ignore our guts. A helpful reminder I must have needed.
This morning with the time change, I was able to get an early start and decided to check out a few things closer to where I was staying. Saturday I drove about 45 minutes south to hike. Today I decided to stay within a 20 minute parameter.
In such a short radius, I conquered a lot. My legs are killing me. My first destination was Henderson Falls, I was eager to get some time beside water. I had no idea to get to this location, I would be taken down the most windy one lane road I’ve ever been on. It was fun since I was alone.
That’s one thing about travelling by myself. I answer only to my instinct, my needs and time is mine to waste. No consideration needed for others feelings or agenda. I pulled over several times to enjoy the views.
This was my first stop. I crossed this bridge coming over and now I was below it.
I foolishly stopped in the middle of these tracks to snap a photo. It was so beautiful to me how the train followed the river.
Crossing over this bridge made you restore you faith in man made structures. You had to believe it would hold despite the sound and feeling below your wheels.
As I was crossing the one lane rickety bridge I spotted the rapids below and had to reach them. I stopped and hiked though a treacherous slippery rock area to get to the water.
It reminded me of Phuket when Jason did this sort of rock climbing in his flip flops with ease. Here I was testing every step with caution.
I made it! The roar of the water was perfectly deafening. I love watching the water move over the rocks and dip into pools created by the depth.
The sun was shining the other way making it difficult to capture with my Iphone. Time I trade my old version in. The only real reason for me to upgrade is the quality of the photos. I cherish my photo memory log.
Downstream was a perfect view of the bridge.
It was fun feeling so small below the traffic. Hidden from view. Beyond where most dared to climb.
The rocks were slick with moss and dampness. Only the larger rocks were secure to step on.
I drove onward and stopped at this cute cascade after I crossed a small bridge.
Further down the road I pulled over to hike a trail. I ran into a woman who told me the waterfall was worth the incline. She joyfully explained how you could feel the water. I could tell she loved nature as much as I do. Her husband patiently waited in the car.
The view when crossing the walking bridge.
Of course I had to climb under for a different viewpoint. I wonder if I will ever be too old to be childlike in my hiking adventures.
The woman didn’t lie. It was amazing! I was giddy. I was taken back by the sound, immersion and beauty. The moss structure added such a dimension to it all.
Nature. It goes without saying. Just amazing. My imagination could never have created such a site.
From a side view, it seems weak. But once you were in front of it you felt its power.
On my way back, I hiked beyond the bridge to see the mini waterfalls.
It was lush and moss covered from the moisture.
I headed back to the welcome center to see what other trails there were to hike. I noticed they had a multi level walkway so I decided to take the – way too many steps down- to check out the view.
My legs were still in decent shape so what the heck. The day was young.
The view of the New River Bridge was perfect.
I decided to head over to this view point which was within 20 minutes. But I got lost and ended up at the ACE adventure stop which was totally crowded. Obviously a popular facility for families.
I found my way out of that parking lot and up to this viewpoint. Was interesting to see. I watched a couple kayaking around the bend wondering how they would know when to stop and who would get them.
You can see the railroad tracks following along.
The West Virginia mountains are non stop. As difficult as they are to hike, its worth the climb.
After going to my car to grab some much needed water after my 3 hour hike, I decided to check out one more trail that was nearby. Not sure when I will get this way again. Trying hard not to feel obligated or rushed, but rather made the choice since I still felt there was energy left in my legs to endure another, hopefully easier, shorter, walk.
There was nobody near this trailhead.
Seeing how it connected to the other trails I conquered.
I noticed all these bright green baby pines.
Came across a warning sign about black bears. The warning was cutely worded, saying if you see one, sit back and enjoy. But if they come towards you, don’t move. Not sure I could do that, guess it would depend on how big it was.
Walking down the steps I noticed that flat rock and I climbed up and laid down for a bit.
Sun on my face and the cool rock on my back. It was wonderful. I almost fell asleep. Not a person in sight.
This trail was also difficult to follow.
Tons of rocks and later I saw some manmade metal scaffolding which made me leery to climb.
Love that ray just pointing out its power. We would have nothing without the sun.
Really beautiful rock ledges.
I was thinking this would be beautiful in the snow.
Saw this tunnel and climbed for a closer look.
But I decided not to crawl though. Not really sure why. Instinct.
Great to be in the woods again. Exploring in peace. Remembering what life is about.
I planned a weekend alone within driving distance a couple months ago, knowing I would need rest. I couldn’t have timed this trip any better. Literally. I just finished up a freelance project which felt rushed, then my boss was let go on the same day I was training a new hire. Thank God the new hire was someone I knew from my past job at SKL, who I trust fully and with her by my side, made the chaos seem more tolerable.
But I was at my wits end the day before I left for West Virginia. I took my daughter’s advise and looked on TikTok for places to see- and that’s how I found Castle Rock Trail.
In typical style, I only saw a recommendation for this trail but didn’t research it any further. Once I started on the trail, I learned it connected to another.
I had all day to explore and the weather was amazing so I decided to continue the hike to the Turkey Spur Rock Viewpoint.
Driving into the park.
I knew my timing was bad, as a big group arrived at the same time and I wondered how their walking on the trail would affect me. I was hoping for some quiet time. They were a couples group obviously enjoying a weekend away together.
There was a sidewalk that took you from the parking lot to this viewpoint immediately. I imagine most people just drove around and checked out the views. I figured that may be me when I get older.
I saw the entrance to the trail and hustled to hopefully get a jump start as the group continued to gather.
It was difficult to see the trail with all the fallen leaves.
Surprisingly the walk was tough from the start with a lot of rocks and unsteady terrain.
I heard the group behind me and felt pressured to keep moving. So I decided to climb and sit on a perch for a bit until they all passed.
I saw a large rock and tried to figure out how to get up there.
The rocks started forming as a natural wall making the path even narrower.
I was able to climb up, grabbing onto sturdy vines and I sat on this ledge for about 15 minutes. One of the women had two knee braces on and all of them had their walking sticks. They had no idea I was with a birds-eye view and I overheard the disabled woman and husband start fighting. I wondered if she was going to make it or turn back. Later the men went ahead and a couple of her girlfriends came back to walk with her. Made me sad how couples lose sight of each other.in life. He even said, “I am sure this is going to end up my fault.” Why. Why is anyone at fault?
As I walked able bodied, I truly respected the woman who seemed to manage this trail with each step cautiously being placed.
Back in my game. Feeling like myself again. Loving nature.
It didn’t get easier. Whenever I would catch up to the women ahead, I would sit and pause for a couple minutes to give them space.
I imagine just a couple weeks ago the colors would have been amazing here.
Looking up to gain perspective.
Rocks rocks and more rocks.
An occasional cave would appear.
Along the way on the right was the river. I would sneak peaks from the different viewpoints.
This trail was challenging but beautiful. Reminded me a bit of Red River Gorge in Kentucky.
Look at that art.
The angles of these trees with the rock wall was interesting.
Looking down at the river made me realize how high up we were.
Sometimes I felt I was on a fairytale trail through the woods.
The landscape changed and become much easier.
The clouds rolled in with the wind but it was still humid.
Trying to understand my location in comparison to the park and where I am staying. I am in Fayetteville at a Big Foot themed Airbnb. Complete with a book of his local sightings. Highly recommend!
One bright yellow tree standing proudly around all the bare branched friends.
Really was beautiful everywhere you turned.
Made it to the end viewpoint, but wasn’t happy to see all the steps. Was hoping my calves would hold out for me and not freeze in a cramp.
Came this far, had to get to the top.
I felt sorry for the disabled woman, who I ran into here. They thanked me for being patient with them. They noticed me all along.
Mountains as far as you can see.
Was worth the climb.
I loved how these leaves were remaining colorful as if they were planted flowers along the walkway.
This branch entertained me with its dancing legs.
On the way back, to avoid the rocks, I took the road for most of it.
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