Friday, July 04, 2008
It started out wonderfully. Beginning by crossing a footbridge over the little stream. It was gravelly, so we opted not to push strollers and I took the baby on my back, while Kevin carried the water and supplies. We soon realized that we would have to slow our pace to about 1 mile per hour, so that all of the textures of sand could be felt, all of the bugs could be seen, all of the shady spots could be enjoyed and the trickling of the stream could be heard. We went about two-fifths of a mile and turned around. It fell far short of the two and a half miles needed to reach the falls, but we considered it a good attempt for the younger set.