Cade and I like Sunday drives and finding paths to walk, so we were pretty excited when we found the perfect adventure in the mountains today. (This is one thing that I'll miss about Utah when we move back to Boise). My cousin had told me about this hike in the mountains to a waterfall but we finally went to find it. The funny thing is, at the beginning of the Summer Cade and I headed on a different trail in the mountains we had found and on the trail some people stopped to pet our dog and in our conversation let us know they had "made it to the top this time". I was under a pretty good impression that there was a top to this hike. As we walked we came across a fork but didn't really realize that's what it was, (I mean, we didn't realize it led anywhere). We followed the path right, and walked FOREVER. I kept telling Cade that there was a top to this hike and he didn't think that there was. So finally after I was tired of looking for the "top" too we turned around and ended our hike 4 hours after beginning. Today we found this path leading to the waterfall, a different path, but found ourselves at this same fork. HUH. Wow. How did we miss that? How did we not think to go up the left instead of going right? The left led to "the top" I was certain there was.


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