After the Globetrotter phenomenon, Doug set up a basketball court in our house. Kyle is making a 4 point shot - look at the air on that kid.
Ryan is incredible... for 2.
Then it degraded into taking photos of the boys jumping. That was pretty fun.
Two boys ready to hike!
On the trail - I forget the name of the trail, but it was off of Skyline and intersects the Wildwood Trail and starts with an H. If you want more info, Google it.
"Hmmm. Note the Fomitopsis Pinicola. That is the only thing mom learned in a week long college class about fungi and you had better believe we are going to learn it too."
Kona was a pup again. Currently she is holding down the couch and looking grumpy, but on the trail she relived her youth.
Happy Camper!
Trail followers. Doug was the trail leader. Actually, Kona was the trail leader.
He got ferned.
"How many more miles? 0.7? Carry!"
I think the dude term for this is scrambling. The boys are enthusiastic scramblers.
Monkeys in the mist.
Kyle climbing over a log in the trail.
Aaaand... Ryan JUMPING over a log in the trail.
"Yook Mom. Yichen!"
Our post hike family photo of despair. Ryan is sad because he still has stitches in his head. Doug is sad because he "sprained" his thumb in a nasty mud slip on the trail, Kyle is sad because his hiker shoes are too small and he got a blister, I am sad because Doug accidentally hit me with the camera in my temple and I started bleeding all over the place (note the bloody hand and impromptu diaper tourniquet), and Kona is saying, "Is that another person I can bark at and lunge for on the trail?"


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