Hiking with Isaac
Isaac and I took a little hike together today up above Alta, to Cecret Lake. He was a great hiker, going up the whole way and about a third of the way back before he was worn out. The trip up and back is under two miles, but the kid is only three, so he can get worn out if he wants too. He used one of my trekking poles at its shortest length while we walked over snow and mud, and climbed over rocks. He kept talking about everything he saw, trees, mountains, but mostly the dirt and rocks and ice on the trail. It’s hard to look around much when you’re thinking about where your feet are going. By the time we got back to the car, we’d worn him out pretty good, and he was nearly asleep on my shoulders.
One funny thing I wanted to mention: Isaac calls all my friends Rawlyn. I guess he knows Rawlyn best. Today we were hiking with my friend Zac Cook, and Isaac kept having to be reminded of the right name. He does the same thing with my friend Mike.
One more picture of a tired boy after the jump.
