We hiked to the top of the world yesterday - our world . . . another public trail through our forest we've haven't explored yet . . . crunchy oak leaves, dried pine needles - we climbed a couple of hundred feet to the top of a mountain lookout (about 6,200 ft).
We weren't totally sure where the mile and a half trail would take us. When we came to the ridge the view was stunning.
We sat and waited for the sun to start to set. We couldn't wait too long or we'd be caught in the forest after dark.
On our walk back down the mountain we found an old ammo box on a pole beside the trail. Inside was a Ziplock bag loaded with little scraps of paper - with messages scribbled from other hikers who made the trek (first time we've seen one of those up here - fun). ~N
