The group before we set off...it doesn't look that steep from this distance, right?
File this under Things You Won't See In San Diego: fresh elk prints
These flowers are so pretty...for some reason I couldn't get it to focus on the front flower...I think they're called prairie fire.
Me and my dad on the mountain!
My sexy mountain boots. So hot.
Fuzzy, but still pretty. Once the group went on up the mountain it was so incredibly quiet I could actually hear these butterflies flying around. I guess you could file that under Never In San Diego, too.
The picture totally doesn't do it justice - this just looks like a bunch of trees. But it was so green and peaceful.
Then when everyone returned to the base of the mountain, my dad cut up some watermelons for all of us. It was so fun! Next time, I'll go when I've become more acclimated and don't risk passing out from lack of oxygen. =)
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I am so proud of you for A) wearing those GOD AWFUL boots ;) and B) for even "hiking" I don't think I've hiked since Girl Scouts. :)
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