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Free to Climb! Independence Day at Pilot Mountain

Daddy taking a break to hang with his little man

Token sleeping cragbaby pic 🙂

We decided to take advantage of the fact that we were in Winston-Salem by hitting up Pilot Mountain on Monday before heading back to Raleigh after the 4th of July festivities.  We met up with our friends Danny and Tracey in the summit parking lot at 9, surprised to find that it was virtually empty!  It was quite refreshing to be able to get on the routes we wanted without tripping over any red-helmeted boy scouts!  We didn’t even have to endure any wild rapelling shenanigans from the amphitheater from the meet-up groups!

Mommy talking to Canaan about crack climbing

This is what our day looked like!
My Husband’s Going to Kill Me – 5.7
Black Rain – 5.9
Devil in the White House – 5.10d
Turkey Shoot – 5.8+
Overhanging Hangover – 5.11b

Canaan practicing his fingerlocks.

It was a great day full of laughs and great climbing!  Canaan was such a good boy once again, and especially loved hanging out with Tracey again (she was our doula at Canaan’s birth!)  While everyone else was hard at work climbing, Canaan was working hard on his latest milestone – rolling over “the other way” – from his back to his tummy!  Not to be outdone I guess, he showed off his new move at the end of the day as we were packing up out gear and getting ready to hike out.

Is that a cow?!?

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When it Rains, it Pours…

Canaan picking out his next project.

Since Canaan did so well a couple of weeks ago at the New, we decided to get up there again this past weekend.  We took our friends Marc and Marie, who are gym regulars that are relatively new to the outdoor scene.  We thought it would be great fun to head a little further north to Summersville Lake, a pristine blue mountain lake that doesn’t feel like it should belong in as benign a place as West Virginia.  The best part about climbing on a hot day in Summersville is the post-climb dip into the lake.  I went out the day before we left to get Canaan a cute swimmy diaper – little did we know that he wouldn’t get a chance to use it, but not because of lack of water…

On the road again!

Now, it rains in the New River Gorge.  All the time.  I’m not sure if I’ve ever been there for a whole weekend where there hasn’t been at least a threat of rain at some point.  But if you choose your weekend based on the weather forecast, you’d never get there at all.  For reasosn unbeknownst to me (but the weather man could probably explain it) the weather tends to be patchy and unpredictable throughout the area.  Its not uncommon for us to see nothing more than a distant storm cloud in the afternoon, only to get back to our tent and realize that the campground had gotten dumped on.  Or, to get washed out in the morning, only to climb on dry rock all afternoon in a different area.  Point being, as long as the chance of rain isn’t more than 50-60%, its usually a go for us.  All week long the forecast had been looking reasonable, until Friday afternoon, when all of a sudden Saturday and Sunday started looking monsoon-ish.  But considering the unpredictability of the New, and the fact that there is a fair amount rock that is sheltered from any rain, we were still optimistic.

Canaan swaddled up and ready for bed!

All swaddled up and ready for bed!

The first storm came through after we’d been out of our tent for about 10 minutes, and lasted only about that long.  We saw on the doppler (thank you Weather Channel App for Iphone!!!) patches of rain that appeared to be hit or miss, but not a “settling in” type of rain, so we headed out to the Lake.  It was Marc and Marie’s first time out at the Lake, so we wanted to take them to the Orange Oswald Wall, which, although is generally the most crowded, is also the most picturesque – and also has some nice swimming spots along the way there.  When we got there about half the routes were dry, and there were only a couple other folks there, which is unusual, because usually that section of cliff is swarming with groups of people.  We figured that we lucked out – the weather was bad enough to keep most people away, but good enough to still climb!

Canaan was the only smart one who knew how to stay dry!

Taking advantage during the dry moments to relax

Day 1 Routes ~
She Got the Bosch, I Got Drilled (5.10a)
– Pumpier than what we usually warm up on, but it was the easiest of the routes that were dry.  We let Marc go for the onsight, then Steve and I led on his draws.
Scoot Your Muffin (5.10b) – This one was a little frustrating for me.  It had been almost 2 years since I’d been on it, and I had completely forgotten my beta for the roof up top.  After whipping several times using Marc and Steve’s tall man beta, I finally found the sequence that worked for me.  Maybe next time for the redpoint I guess…Marie got a lesson in smearing and did awesome working her way thru the edgy face down low.
Baby’s Got a Bolt Gun (5.10c) – It was just starting to drizzle again, and was looking a little ominous when Marc finished this one, so we decided it would be best in the interest of time if I went ahead and cleaned.  Wow – best choice of the day – it started POURING on me right as I moved over the steep section, and I was really thankful that I wasn’t on the sharp end.

Marie climbing, Steve belaying, Marc watching, Canaan sleeping...

Canaan loves his Daddy

Why go to a studio for a family portrait when you can do one in the middle of a rainstorm?!?

At this point the rain appeared to be sticking around for a little while, so we opted to pack up all of our stuff and head to the Narcissus Cave, which was just a few minutes away, to wait out the storm.  We got Canaan situated in the Bjorn, and my rain jacket zipped up with him inside, and I had a towel to hold over his head.  As I quickly but carefully sloshed my way through the roots, puddles, and rhododendrons to the cave, I had some fleeting thoughts that perhaps I was a bad mom for taking my son out in weather like this (especially when I knew ahead of time that it was going to rain).  I half expected to find child services waiting for me in the Narcissus Cave…but as the four of us were spreading our gear out over the rocks to try and dry it out, I glanced over at Canaan spread out on his blanket, and he flashed me a beaming smile.  It was as if he thought it was hysterical that the four of us looked like mud-wrestling, sopping wet rats while he was white as snow and dry as a bone.  It made me feel better that he was no worse for the wear, and I couldn’t help but picture telling him this story as well as the many more adventure stories that I’m sure we’ll have with him down the road.

Playing around in the Narcissus Cave

Since we had nothing to do but wait around for the storm system to pass through, Marc decided to have a go at Narcissus.  Steve found a gigantic tree limb and was able to stick clip the first bolt, but Marc ended up not really making it any farther than that.  No one else felt motivated to do anything but lay around (except for Canaan who wanted to eat 🙂 ), so Steve taught Marc the Texas Rope Trick and we successfully retrieved our gear.  The trail out had turned into a small stream, which actually felt nice and cool on our feet (as well as cleaned them off a little!)  On cue it started raining when we got back to our campsite, so we grabbed all the stuff we needed for dinner and had a nice jetboil party underneath the small pavillion beside the campground restaurant – topped off at the end of the day with some cider and cookie dough fudge!

We didn't let the monsoons keep us from having fun at dinner

Everyone was awakened at 3 am by a torrential downpour and thunder that sounded like it was right on top of our tent.  Canaan was of course hungry when he woke up, but with a full belly, he slept through the rest of the storm without so much as a peep!  On Sunday we decided to climb at Kaymoor, which every New climber knows is a popular rainy day destination, due to the fact that several of the routes are kept dry by a large roof on top of them.

Canaan telling Daddy his highlight of the day

When we got there, we heard some very horrible news.  The day before a woman had fallen from the top of the cliff while cleaning the anchors of a route.  I don’t want to dwell on the details of the accident here, but felt it should be mentioned because the news weighed very heavily on all of us.  To generalize what happened without a lot of climber jargon, the woman was using a piece of equipment in a way that it was not intended to be used, which made the entire system unsafe.  For those that are curious, here is a UKC video that warns against this very practice, and also provides a good visual for understanding what went wrong in the woman’s set-up.  Neither Steve nor I have ever used this piece of equipment for any reason, and I’m sure that won’t change any time soon. This very tragic accident should serve as a sobering reminder to fellow climbers out there to ALWAYS double and triple check your anchor set-up before going off your belayer.

As you can see, Canaan was pretty shaken up about the storm that rolled through in the middle of the night.

Despite the somber mood, we decided to go ahead and climb since we were already there, the rock was dry, and the sun was actually starting to peek out.  Also I think no one wanted to finish the weekend on such a bad note.  We only had time for a couple of routes before it was time to head back home, but with all the rain we’d had on the weekend, there wasn’t a ton that was left dry anyway.

Day 2 Routes ~
Rico Suave (5.10a)
– The guidebook touts this as the best of its grade in the whole region.  I believe it.  Really fun moves up a well-protected arete.
Not on the First Date (5.11c) – I was able to rig a toprope up on this one on the way down from Rico.  This one packed quite a punch for being so short…reachy but straightforward moves on incut holds trending left into slightly easier terrain to a bulge.  The bulge was the crux, using a series of heinous crimps with really high feet.  It finished on the slabby rest ledge of Rico.

Canaan ready to hit the Kaymoor Buttress

I can honestly say that this was the crappiest weather weekend we’ve ever had at the New.  Thankfully however, despite the weather and unfortunate circumstances, the 5 of us were able to still have lots of fun this weekend!  Maybe next time Canaan will actually get to wear that swimmy diaper.

Finally the sun came out!

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C-Squatch and “The New” Invasion

Canaan waiting for everyone to finish breakfast so he could hit up Fern Buttress!

Steve on "New Tricks for Old Dogs", 5.10c

Steve on "New Tricks for Old Dogs", 5.10c

After several weekend weather woes, we were finally able to get Canaan up to the New River Gorge for his first multi-day climbing/camping trip.  We decided it would be best to go up during mid-week as to figure out the logistics of bringing a baby to the crag without also having to battle all the crowds of Memorial Day weekend.  We convinced our friend Scott to be our third man/guinea pig under the stipulation that we wouldn’t stick him with the job of baby-watching.

"Two-Tone Arete", 5.10b

Scott and Steve gearing up for the day at the Junkyard

So, with as rain-free of a forecast as you can hope for at the New River Gorge in May, we packed up twice as much gear as we had in the past for the same trip, and headed north on Wednesday afternoon, with plans to meet up with Scott that night.  The ride up was easier than anticipated…we only had to make one feeding stop for Canaan, and combining it with a gas stop, we arrived at the Chestnut Creek Campground in Fayetteville, WV in right at 5 hours.  We put Canaan in the swing while we set up the tent and cooked some pasta for dinner, and then we were all ready for bed.  I would wager that Canaan’s first time sleeping in a tent was way better than most people’s, certainly better than my dad’s was on our father/daughter trip last summer…we all got about as many hours of sleep as we are used to having, which at this point is a manageable amount, even though its still broken up by a couple of night feedings here and there.

Steve warming up on "New River Gunks", 5.7

Steve warming up on "New River Gunks", 5.7

The Bean napping at the Junkyard with his chalkbag (filled with burp cloths, of course!)

Day 1 Routes ~ Fern Buttress
Hysteria – 5.8
– Scott put up this nice gear route for us to warm-up on with a great view of the river at the top!
New Tricks for Old Dogs – 5.10c – Steve hung the draws, and we all took turns on the sharp end – pumpy and fun, I felt good about flashing the route.
Two-Tone Arete – 5.10b – The boys let me hang the draws and get the onsight on this one.  A few of the clipping stances were obviously intended for someone taller than me, which made for a couple of tenuous moves before clipping, and there was a fairly runout section over easier ground, but the climbing was amazing with some really cool moves – especially at the top!
Fragile Ego System – 5.10a – I’ve done this route before, and I hate it…  Reachy, runout slab requiring deadpointing moves is not on my list of fun.  Canaan had been fussy, and was finally sleeping soundly in the wrap, so I sat this one out so he could sleep and let the boys have at this one.
Wild Seed – 5.11a – Scott hung the draws on this one, Steve seconded, and I decided to lead it.  Beautiful route – high first bolt over easy terrain to a couple bolts’ worth of technical slab, then a heady traverse on sketchy feet but good hands to a giant hueco, where you can clip the crux bolt.  The crux is very well protected, then the rest of the route is a jug haul through steep overhangs to the top.

"Team Jesus". 5.10a/b

Steve cruisin' up "New Yosemite", 5.9

Canaan did pretty good the first day, although there were several times where he was really fussy, (generally right as Mommy was right in the middle of a crux sequence…), and he was downright inconsolable just before we hiked out.  We discussed it over dinner at Pies n’ Pints (where else?!?) as Canaan konked out in his carseat, and came up with a few ideas.  First of all, we were on the move a lot today, in between routes, whereas when we climbed at Pilot, we had camped out in an area for several routes before moving to a new area.  Second, I felt like I may have been a bit dehydrated, and I think that may have affected my milk supply, which obviously would have caused Canaan some frustrations.  And lastly, when I changed his outfit just before dinner, I noticed a bit of prickly heat rash on his chest, so perhaps he had gotten a little overheated.  We kept those thoughts in mind as we planned Day 2.  We ended up deciding on The Junkyard for the next day – the forecast was calling for a 70% chance of rain in the afternoon, so we figured we would go for an area with a quick approach, so that we could make a fast getaway when it started raining.

Canaan excited to have a chalkbag just like Mommy (thanks Marc and Marie!)

Cragbaby Canaan!

Day 2 Routes ~ The Junkyard
New River Gunks – 5.7 –
Scott put up our warm-up route.  Slabbish moves down low with a very awkward for the grade roof finish.
Team Jesus – 5.10a/b – My hardest trad lead to date!  Woo-hoo!  I toproped it first, and then Steve cleaned all the pieces except the pink tricam after the crux, so I guess it was mostly a redpoint, but somewhat of a pinkpoint (we’ll call it maroon?!?)  When I got to the tricam, I found that I easily could have placed it, and was a little disappointed that I had asked for it to be left in.  Oh well, next time 🙂
The Entertainer – 5.10a – This route was SO fun – I’ve decided that I want to be a crack climber when I grow up 🙂  Burly start with sinker hand jams up and over a small bulging roof, then some face climbing with a leaning crack up to a somewhat steep finish.  Awesome route.  Tons of fun.
New Yosemite – 5.9 – Had been on this several years ago on my first trip to the New, when I didn’t know a hand jam from a backstep, and I remember flailing on this hardcore.  This time around, all my hand jams felt secure and smooth.

Canaan "helping" Manuela with her breakfast on Saturday morning

Norbert and Manuela were coming up for the weekend, and we had plans for dinner at Smokey’s to celebrate Norbert’s birthday, but they were running a little late, so we decided to try and squeeze in one more route – Four Sheets to the Wind (5.9)…but darkening skies, not so distant thunder, and rapidly increasing winds made us question our decision – a hornet’s nest right before the second crux sealed the deal and caused us to back off and make a mad dash for the car.  The all-you-can-eat-buffet at Smokey’s was just what everyone needed – Canaan fell asleep in the carseat on the way over and was down for the count, so for the second night in a row, we loaded him in the tent, carseat and all.

Gearing up for the day at Endless Wall

Steve getting some love from the Bean after heading up "The Upheaval", 5.9

The weather was bright and cheery on Saturday morning, and not as humid as it had been.  The campground was packed with tents that had been put up throughout the night, so we knew that the cliffs would be jam-packed for the holiday weekend.  Scott went climbing with some other friends at Beauty Mountain (but not before telling the Bean what a good boy he had been!) so we gave Manbert the tour de Endless Wall, since they’d never been there, and banking that the crowds would be more spread out there than at some of the other areas.  I think we made the right choice – we did run into a fair amount of folks, but didn’t really have to wait for any of the routes we wanted to be open.

Day 3 Routes ~ Endless Wall
The Upheaval – 5.9 –
one of my favorite warm-ups at Endless.  Just slabby enough to let you ease into the day without getting pumped, with bolts spaced just far enough apart to let you get your mental game ready, and long enough to make for a spectacular view at the top.
Meniscus Burning – 5.11c – while we were waiting for another group to finish on Fool Effect, I decided to play around on this short little route around the corner while we ate lunch.  I got shut down.  It was not pretty.  Finally left a bailer on the last bolt before the anchors.
Totally-Clipse – 5.8 – More casual slabby fun.  Canaan must have been bored, b/c he slept through the whole thing…
Fool Effect – 5.9 – GREAT route, I love it b/c it has a little bit of everything – funky hard start to some technical slabby stuff, into a right facing flake system (complete with a wasp nest that is there year after year just left of one of the bolts…), and ending with a fun little roof sequence.  While we were on this route, another party came by wanting to do it, and seeing that we were on it, (and noting the shiny booty gear at bolt 3), opted for the 11c that I had gotten schooled on earlier.  The first guy succumbed to the same fate as I had, but the other guy in their party was able to complete the route.  He was nice enough to give me back my bailer biner (even after suffering some grief from his two friends for doing so), and declared the crux move way harder than 11c (he put it at 12b or 12c…).  Not sure if he was exaggerating, but it made me feel better at the very least – and I got my carabiner back so I can bail another day 🙂

Watching Norbert on "Totally Clips", 5.8

Watching Norbert on "Totally-Clipse", 5.8

Norbert hanging out with slumbering C-Squatch

With a 5 hour drive looming ahead of us, we decided we should be done for the day, so we hiked back to the car, stopping once so that Canaan could flirt with a couple of girls gearing up for Exoduster, another Endless Wall classic.  We parted ways with Manbert, and hit up Wendy’s on the way out.  We fed Canaan in the parking lot, and heard nothing but snoring after that until a couple hours AFTER we got home.

It was a fantastic trip, and we came back feeling exhausted, yet rejuvenated.  A big thank you goes out to Scott, Norbert, and Manuela, for climbing with us – we couldn’t have gone without you guys!  (And also to Manuela for breaking in her new mack-daddy camera with us!)  We came back with wonderful memories to share with Canaan about his first trip to the New, a seemingly endless pile of laundry, and a few mosquito bites (but only one belonging to Canaan – but I feel like after 3 days of being in the woods 24/7, and the fact that he’s too young for bug spray, coming out with only one means we did a pretty good job…).  Much of the car ride back was spent contemplating what areas we’ll hit up on the next trip, which is of course the best way to end things!

Ending out the weekend on "Fool Effect", 5.9

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Craggin’ with the C-Squatch

Now two are three!

So if our hiking trips the past few weekends have improved my mental health dramatically, its probably safe to say that our first day out climbing with Canaan skyrocketed my psyche into the next stratosphere.  A little fresh air, great company, and real rock sure can go a long way – if only there was a way to bottle it for future use during times of injury, sickness, or on rainy weekends!

Me sporting my Mountain Mama top on Vegomatic while Steve watches C-Squatch

The C-Squatch enjoying the fresh air

Anyway, after 9 months of “observation” in utero, and 6 weeks of training outside the womb, Canaan was finally ready to participate with Mom and Dad in one of their favorite activities!  We opted for a day trip to Pilot Mountain for our first time out, to keep things from getting too crazy.  Our wonderful friends Norbert and Manuela volunteered to be our guinea pigs and go with us, since with a baby on board, we obviously need at least one other person with us at all times so that the job of belayer and baby-watcher aren’t ever assigned to the same person.

Moving into the crux on "The Herculean Test"

Our adventure actually started the night before, when we attempted to pack our gear with a baby in mind…7 diapers, 2 burp clothes, a blanket, changing pad, and spare set of clothes later, we were loaded down and ready to roll.  Since Manbert had the bigger vehicle, we put the carseat in their car so that we could all somewhat comfortably ride down together.  At first I was a little concerned, b/c Canaan was wide awake for the majority of the ride there, and of course was hungry the minute we pulled into the parking lot.  Things settled down quickly though – Manuela stayed with me while Canaan the C-Squatch did what he does best, while Steve and Norbert went off to set up some routes.  We decided to start off at the routes below the parking lot – its a nice area for a warm-up, and there are several nice, long routes there, so with a party of 4, that meant we’d be camping out in one spot for a long time, which worked out great with Canaan.

Steve cleaning up on "The Herculean Test"

In addition to testing things out with Canaan, I was also excited about testing out my new nursing top that Mountain Mama had sent me last week!  Its made out of the same awesome fabric that the maternity tops they had sent me were made from, and it has front flaps that made nursing really easy and convenient (which was especially nice with a little one in the middle of his 6 week growth spurt!).  The only negative was that I got two copious blobs of spit-up on the sleeves pretty early on.  Combining that with the heat wave we’ve been having this week made for a sour milk stench that was better off for everyone back in the backpack…I’ll have to have a talk with Canaan about dirtying up the endorsement clothing…:)

"Lets see...lock off on the left hand jug, right hand crimp..."

We finished up there a little after lunch time, and I was feeling ready for my first postpartum outdoor lead.  For anyone not familiar with Pilot, it is mostly a top-roping area, so there wasn’t a ton to choose from – due to the rock quality, not many routes are safe to lead on gear, and the handful of bolted routes are 5.10 and up (except the 5.9, which a big party was on, and the slabs, which are always wet).  I opted for “The Herculean Test,” which although it goes at 5.11a, its one of my favorites at Pilot, so I’m very familiar with all the moves.  (Plus, there was something poetic about 5.11 in light of the  5.11 Pregnancy Experiment…)   Even though its not more than 60 feet, its got a little bit of everything to offer – big, bouldery moves off the deck to a technical, crimpy crux leads to juggy overhangs, with a very exposed step across at the top to clip the anchors.  The last person in the previous party on the route was unable to clean it, so I volunteered to get their gear for them in exchange for clipping the ridiculously high first bolt for me as their last person was being lowered.

Shane on "Black and Blue Velvet"

Diaper changing at the crag!

The lead felt FANTASTIC!  The bouldery start felt insanely easy compared to how it did at 6 months pregnant, and the crux seemed straightforward and methodical.  The only thing that didn’t feel back to normal was that I didn’t quite trust my ability to assess my endurance level, so I did play it safe and hang before moving through the crux to make sure I would have enough gas to make the clip, but I could care less.  It just felt indescribably good to be back on the sharp end again!

Canaan found a cute redhead to snuggle with!

By that time, it was really crowded, and not much was open.  I was feeling pretty whipped at this point, so I didn’t mind a bit.  Steve set up a couple of easy top-ropes, and we also watched our friend Shane working his project, “Black and Blue Velvet” (which officially goes at 5.13a, but word on the street from the local hardmen is that its actually closer to 13b or c, maybe even d).

So here’s what our day ended up looking like…
Vegomatic ~ 5.8
Chicken Bone ~ 5.7
Unnamed – 5.7
Thin to Win ~ 5.10
~ I remember being frustrated beyond belief at 6 months preggo b/c I was unable to pull the roof at the start – it went down first go this time – REDEMPTION!!!
The Heruclean Test ~ 5.11a
Unknown ~ 5.6

Packing up after a long but fun day!

We packed up shop and headed out around 5 or so, stopping at Wendy’s for a quick bite and to fulfill the Frosty tradition.  Canaan got a little fussy for his dinner about 30 minutes from home, but luckily we had a bottle of breastmilk on hand to tide him over until we could get home.  I can’t describe how good it felt to get out and do something normal again!  Its so fun to introduce Canaan to the things we like to do, and to enter back into society as a group of 3 instead of 2!  Big thanks to Norbert and Manuela for helping us out – we couldn’t have gone with out them!  You guys are the best!!!  🙂

Reflecting on our adventures at the end of the day!

Canaan’s next challenge – The New River Gorge!  Our plan is for that to happen sometime in the next couple of weeks, so stay tuned for the trip report and pics!

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Falls Lake Trail – Crag Preparation Hike #3

Canaan and I modeling our new wrap - Thanks Grandma!

So we went on another hike this weekend, this time along a section of the Falls Lake Trail, which is a 23 mile trail that skirts around Falls Lake north of Raleigh.  This trail is also part of the Mountains-to-Sea Trail, which is a collection of connecting trails that extends all the way across the state of North Carolina from, you guessed it, the mountains to  the sea.  We did a 5 mile-ish section that started at Blue Jay Point Park, which is about a 30-40 minute drive from our house.  This was the farthest away from our house that Canaan had ever been, but he didn’t seem to mind – I read somewhere recently (during one of Canaan’s many nighttime feeding frenzies) that to a newborn, home is where mom is.  🙂

Father/Son time in the Great Outdoors!

Our hike was peaceful yet uneventful – again, it was good to just get out somewhere other than the 5 mile radius around our house!  We also got to try out a new wrap that Canaan’s Great-Grandma had made for us.  I had asked her to make us one for two reasons – first of all, after dragging our other one through the woods and pollen last week, we realized it might not be a bad idea to have a designated indoor versus outdoor wrap.  Second, as summer quickly approaches and temperatures start rising, I wanted something with a lighter weight fabric.  Thankfully, my Grandma was more than willing to whip out her serger to help us out!

Still working on centering the wrap on my back the right way...

We lucked out with our timing that Canaan only needed to eat once along the trail, and it happened to coincide with our lunchtime as well.  We also got away without any diaper changes – which is good since a couple miles in we realized we’d left our dirty diaper container back at the house…Overall I’d say our day was pretty low key, but good times were had by all.  We are all looking forward to the days when Canaan will be big enough to explore all the cool things we pass by along the trail!  I have a feeling it will be like we are all seeing so many things for the first time again!

It sure is tiring being carried around all day!

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