A cool morning at long last. Phelix and I left home by 7am, but we really should have left earlier – I kept waiting for signs of sunrise, but the clouds deceived me. We spent the most lovely two hours hiking at Arabia; our happy place. It has been three months since we were able to visit because of the awful summer heat. I think I could have stayed longer — and I plan to do so once the weather turns for good. It was a comedy of errors hike. I was too busy taking photos and tripped, hitting the ground hard – thankfully I deliberately rolled to protect both my joints and my camera – but landed on the doubly bagged poop bag (eww). I dropped my phone at one point and had to backtrack for a quarter mile to find it — Phelix was no help there. I missed a turn (not unheard of as I have yet to not backtrack as this trail isn’t well marked.)
But back on the mountain. Me and my pup. As much as I long to leave the summer heat, I can’t imagine leaving my Arabia.
