Driving with the windows down, Wilco on the ipod, warm fresh air breaking away any of life's harshness as our hair whipped in the wind on the narrow road that envelops you with life on the path to Mohican. It was one of those moments in life where you felt as if you were watching yourself from a safe distance with a really amazing soundtrack playing softly in the background.
We parked at the Covered Bridge, put River in the backpack, strapped on our camel pack and headed into the beauty. Unsure of how River (now 7 1/2 months old) would handle the long day ahead, we relished every moment we could in case the day ended sooner than planned.
We started by skipping stones in the water (that wasn't as high as we had anticipated due to all of the rain), forged ahead while River giggled into the air and ate the silicone hose of the camel pack. Soothing to his gums, he became an excellent multi-tasker; pulling our hair while handlessly sucking on the spout. We climbed, swatted bugs, sat in a shady spot just to take it all in, and reveled in all of the blessings we have in one another.
At the end of the trail Israel and Justin scaled a pretty cool rocky hill and then proceeded to climb the steep steps to the top where it overlooked the dam. River and I stayed behind of course because of how slick it was and for him to have his afternoon meal. He fell asleep in my arms as the cool breeze from the water kissed our skin. Israel ran and rolled down the hill, laughing and screaming as little boys should.
When again we met at the bottom of the muddy hill, comparing bites from some anonymously strange creatures that Israel dubbed 'vampire bugs' due to the blood trails on our skin. We headed back for a picnic lunch and a swing on the swing set. We ate, washed our dirty feet in the water, and then climbed behind the public outhouses so Israel could once again pee in the woods, which by the way he claims is one of his favorite things to do outside.
Back in the car, we headed to the fire tower where Israel challenged Justin to climb all 80 feet, yet while he himself chickened out. He laughed from the bottom, and taunted Justin the entire way. After that feat was accomplished we headed to the Gorge Overlook where little boys need a careful eye and a little fear. We soaked it all in and then headed home, tired, appreciative, and more in love with the God who made this wonderful world and of course, with each other.
caught watering the foliage...haha
evidence of the 'vampire bugs'
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