Those dreaded words that all kids hate to hear... Back to School is now being used everyday. It's on the tv, it's in the paper, even Gavin's parents have marked it on the calendar. We knew it was coming, so we've been trying to take advantage of the last few weeks of his "freedom!"
It's time, he's getting antsy with having to do too much of nothing. It's been a long, hot summer here... too hot to hike or even swim. UNHEARD OF!
So he jumped at the chance to do a little hiking with Nana last week, even if it was 107 degrees! We took a nice little trip down to Devil's Den State Park, only a few miles south of Granny Mountain.
He's not crazy about having his picture on the blog, but since he's not a regular reader and you will keep a secret, I'm going to do it anyway!
Lee Creek is narrow and nearly dry after a summer of 100 degree days and little rainfall.
Devil's Den State Park is part of the Boston Mountains, very rocky, mostly sandstone and limestone with deep valleys that have eroded from years of fast moving waters. There are many caves, ravines and crevices to explore. One of the favorites is the Devil's Icebox, named for the cool air that rushes out of the cave!
A suspension bridge crosses over the creek and leads to a trail.
Steep and sloping down to what normally is fast moving water, this year there's just a trickle.
But everywhere you look up the path is beauty, Mother Nature has a way of surviving.
There were shades of green all over the forest floor!
This Trail Marker Tree almost escaped me, bent to mark the direction to a creek, it is a step back to a history lesson for GRANDson Gavin. We are Cherokee, so it holds a sacred piece of my heart!
Going back.... when it's cooler to hike some more!