It's been a long, long time since we've done a family hike together.
We decided to walk an old favorite in honor of Dad to give him a day off from chores.
In my younger days, I would have done it (and have) without a thought.
But now, in my doddering older age...
This rock slide occurred sometime since the last time I hiked this trail at least six or eight years ago.
Seth spent several minutes contemplating how this rock slide looked when boulders the size of my studio building were breaking off the mountain and rolling down to the river.
We survived and lived to hike the trail again.
P.S. Regarding my wounded chick with the sling- during a haircutting session on the deck the previous evening (Sam was in the barber chair) Peter took a backwards fall off the deck, sustaining a slight injury to his clavicle. What a way to get out of a haircut.