Then, we couldn't find The Palmer Trail again. Weird. So we followed "The Siamese Twins Trail" (which I think is what the rock formation is called) until we hit a fork in the road- up hill or down hill? We wanted to take everything in, so naturally we chose uphill. Wrong choice. The trail was there for about fifteen, twenty minutes, then it was gone. As we looked for it, we got further and further into the woods. So, we decided to make our own trail and get back to the car (we were getting tired and had to leave soon so we'd be back in time for youth). My knees were killing me as we followed the wash out from the floods earlier this summer. I told David that God sent those floods so that we would make it out of the woods hehe. As we were trekking through the wash out, I found shoe prints, so I immediately did not feel like such an idiot for losing the trail.
Even though we completely lost the trail, it was still so fun. It was wonderful to be out in God's beautiful creation, spending some much needed, away from the house, time together. The perfect refresher.
| Obviously a trail. Right before it disappeared. Who would have thought?! |
| The washout we used to get out of the woods |
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