We've tried over the last dozen years to make some Thanksgiving traditions of our own. Sure, we have normally gone to Thanksgiving dinner with family, but we wanted to have more of "our thing" too. We have hiked and biked, and that gives us the feeling of really taking advantage of a day off. This time around, we wanted to try hiking at Rockwoods Reservation. As many times as we've ridden past on our bikes, we've never checked out the trails. First up was the ancient Lime Kiln at the trailhead.
Just a hundred yards into the walk, Remi got into a staring contest with the Llamas across the road.
Being a true Water Hound Dog (like there is such a thing) he really enjoyed the rapid little stream next to the trail, fed by the previous day's rain.
We had no idea that the rapid little stream came from under the rock bluff. Such a cool sight.
The easy-going trail soon gave way to a very rugged and steep climb. It went up and up and up. Remi pulled the Beautiful Mrs. K up the jagged rocks with his all-wheel drive.
Now that all the leaves are gone, there are sights to behold.
Once we were done with the climbing, we walked along the ridge, seemingly at the top of the world. In total, 373 feet of climbing over 2.91 miles.
The Hound Dog was still full of energy and eventually, the smooth ridge began to tilt downward and along with that came more rugged rocks.
Ledges galore.
Almost at the bottom, this hearty tree found a nice niche between the rocks.
When we started the hike, we had no idea where the trail went. We were just going to walk until we figured we had enough. To our surprise, there was this handy map, right about where we parked our car and started our hike. That might have been helpful to notice before we started, but we figured it out anyway.
Finally tired and thirsty, Remi drank a bottle of water and slept all the way home.
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