Waking up to the sound of rain always makes me feel better... today I woke up to a downpour, but by the time I actually climbed out of bed, the skies were clearing, a soft breeze was blowing, so I packed up my boy and the dog and said, "We're going hiking!"
Forget the fact that my back is being iffy. No pain, no gain, right? Hiking today included the two and a half year old walking by himself, but with me toting the baby-backpack, to load him into when he got tired (which I estimated would be about two minutes).
Oh, how wrong I was. So we drove to Oil Creek State Park, home of my beloved Girard hiking trail, A trail circling the entire park. 36 miles of hiking goodness with steep hills and gentle rolling fields and many off-shoots and loops to customize your hiking trip.
Today we started at the parking lot by Drake's Well, and went up the Girard trail. The dog and the baby led the way.
I pointed out Trillium and violets and dandelions to him. We walked about 5 miles total, and I have to admit, my back, nor shoulders, nor shins appreciate it, but I'm happy that I'm making a nature appreciating hiker out of my little boy. It's great when he pats seedlings on the trail and says, "nice tree."