Nice to be clean – I mean, really nice. And, although it was a lovely hike, I think the memory I will take back with me is that of mud – lots of it.
We parked at the end of Jameson Road and hiked in to Ammonite Falls. From the top the rope climb down looks pretty intimidating. Nevertheless, three of the four of us went down. And this is where the mud comes in. It had been raining in the past week and the dirt cliff was a sea of mud, which really made itself felt rappelling down – mud on my hands, my pants, my jacket, my gloves (which were in my pocket gosh darn it – how did that happen?)
Of course, it was worth it, even the scare when my boots slipped in the mud and my feet went out from under me halfway down. I hung in there – and go muddier.
I tried to get a wee bit of the mud off my hands so that I could retrieve my camera to take a photo – my tool of choice, a wispy biodegradable tissue – which biodegraded in front of my eyes as I was wiping my second finger. Ah well, what’s a bit of mud between friends.
Later in the day, we stopped by the river for lunch – you know that old saying, “You’ll eat a peck of dirt in your lifetime? I ate half my allotment today. It’s good for your immune system, right?
But look at how pretty our lunch spot was:
So it was a great day – we explored a ton of side trails and spent almost five hours out in the woods – dirty but not wet – no rain!
Happy dogs too – all four of them. Dogs are so much fun in packs. They are so goofy, sweet, lovable, cute – yup – I am a dog person.