We checked off another must-do this weekend for our SF/Palo Alto experiences list. Muir Woods was beautifulllll and very very wet. Like we looked like drowned rats-wet afterwards. Ha. We came unprepared-without food, proper jackets, or shoes-but we made it through.
I'm not a big hiker, but there is this kind of renewing feeling that comes when you're outside. I hate the entire experience and then I'm really grateful that people literally shove me up mountains (my father in law did it last month-there was a trust-fall exercise involved) because I learn to appreciate what others appreciate. Make sense? I love it because other people love it and I need to learn to love things that I don't love doing. Say that 10x fast. YAY hiking!



















