it's 100 degrees. let's go hiking.

One of the best things about where we now live, is the proximity to the mountains. See, I love the beach but the Mister is not a fan, so back home, we didn't venture there much. I also love the mountains and ding, ding, ding; so does the Mister.

So a couple of weeks ago, we picked a day, packed it up, and headed out to do some hiking and exploring.

Mr. P found a cool tunnel that was started before the civil war but wasn't finished and we headed the hour down the road to check it out.


Besides the fact that being in that tunnel encompassed every single one of my deepest fears all at once, it was pretty cool. BG was loving it. Who wouldn't love being attached to the chest of their super sweaty Mama?!



While we were out, we found another quick "hike" right down the road that was supposed to take us to see a waterfall.


The "hike" was basically a 500 yard straightaway that led to a deck that overlooked the mountain. Boo. But the view was incredible.





We headed back down to the car when I got the bright idea to try another trail off to the side. About forty five minutes into the woods, we decided it would probably be a good idea to go back since we had zero clue where we were headed. After a little Google research back at the car, I found out we were on a trail that went for miles and miles. Nice..

::melt my heart..::





After a little dip in the river (she's such a water baby), we headed back home.

I'm jonesing to get back out there big time.