Mac's First Hike

Returning to California was wonderful. 

But really mostly because Mark is here. 

(Going away is nice ...... who doesn't enjoy being missed?)

With Mark being alone, losing his mind, surviving on peanut butter and ESPN, basically crippled without us (my words, not his .... but that's the feeling I got), and missing the mountainous splendor of Utah, we just had to go for a hike.

The closest mountains here are an hour away (without traffic) and the trails actually have cabins along them ... so it wasn't quite the same, but I think it did a lot for Mark's wounded soul.  Just look at that face.

Thank you Curtis and Rachelle, for the sweet vintage baby-pack thing.

Mac loved it.

We were sure to stay hydrated.

It was pretty intense hacking through the bush on those barely visible trails, but somehow we made it.

And we discovered a glorious waterfall at the end.

Mac was just excited to splash around.  So was Mark.

Logan was great, but it is really nice to have my little family all together again.  Home is undoubtedly wherever they are.