One of Ainsley's friends from school e-mailed me a few days ago asking if we could have a "Dads and Daughters Hike" this weekend. That was exactly what she called it. How can you say no to a request like that? Thanks to their being Jewish and our being heathens, we all had Sunday morning free.
As seen in the photo, it absolutely poured rain the whole time we were driving to the park. However, everyone was still game and we were rewarded with a refreshingly cool walk through the mud. It even stopped raining about a third of the way into the trip.
One of the bridges was out and we had to balance our way across the narrow side of a 2" x 6" to get across a deep muddy pass. Later, Ainsley pointed out that there was a sign at the beginning of the trail alerting everyone to the fact that this trail had been closed about a month ago and that we weren't supposed to be on it. The sign had blown off a tree and I missed it. Oops.
