October 10, 2008
In the mountains with my parents
I would write a lovely, descriptive post about the two days I spent in the mountains with my parents, but I'm just too exhausted. My parents are in their seventies, but they are still high-energy kind of people. In the last 48 hours, I've hiked the hilly trails around a mountain lake, wandered through a famous hardware store, hiked down into a bog, tramped along the shore of another lake to find the inn where my father used to work at a musician in the 1950s, climbed up big rocks, walked through a closed-for-the-season campground to reminisce about the old days, climbed an old locomotive, walked a town dock, visited the camp of Kindergarten Friend, risked my life to take a photo from a bridge, eaten a meal at an old train station, walked along a beach, and driven a couple hundred miles. We stopped at almost a dozen mountain lakes and took several hikes. In this photo, my parents are walking through a campground where I came as a little kid, and where my husband and I have camped with our kids.
Posted by jo(e)