We woke up today and something had changed. Our hearts were no longer into the trip. We missed the familiarity of home, the
convenience of a kitchen to cook when we wanted, and shampoo that didn’t come
in little bottles. We decided to head to
Devil’s Den State Park for the day, and then cut the trip short and make the
drive back to Flower Mound, TX.
We only hiked one trail, the Devil’s Den Trail, being as
that is what the park is named for and all.
The scenery was beautiful, but it was a very challenging trail. If you don’t like steps, then this is not the
trail for you. Also, I can’t say that it
was all that peaceful and calm, considering that we started the trail at the
same time that two school buses pulled up and unloaded sixty 8-year olds intent
on hiking the same trail. Their shrill
voices echoed off the rock walls of the ravine, each one louder than the last
as if in a contest to outtalk each other.
This is bat hibernation season, but I don’t think they could get much
sleep with that racket going on!
We then drove the five hours back home and found the place
much the same as we left it…square and cozy.
I’m off to do laundry. This is
me…signing off.
