Hard Climbing

Well, we had quite an adventure today. We hiked Apache Canyon, which is about 15 miles southwest of Santa Fe. Of course, when you hike a canyon, you go DOWN first and then in the second half you go UP.

Apache Canyon was very very beautiful with a thick forest of pine trees (Mom says Pinon and Ponderosa and Blue Spruce). Down at the bottom was a beautiful little stream where we had lunch.

Then Dad, who had been reading the guidebook, mentioned that, regarding the trail back up (this was supposed to be a loop), the words in the book said one thing and the map in the book said a totally different thing. We didn't have any idea what to do.

Since it looked like a trail along the beautiful little stream, we followed that for quite a while, until all agreed that we had probably gone too far. So then we ended up bushwacking it up the steep ridge, having no idea where we were going but relying on Mom's and Dad's sense of direction.

We made it, found the road at the top. It was basically fine with me, standing only 4 inches off the ground, but Mom and Dad are quite a bit taller and were more nervous about falling over. It was a VERY steep ridge.

Mom and Dad stopped for chocolate cream pie on the way back and I spent a lot of the afternoon sleeping. After all, I covered six miles on legs that are only two inches long.