We waited too long before we went out on the trail and the waters had already receded dramatically by 3:00. If we could have gone at around 9:00 a.m. when it stopped raining, we would have not even been able to see the stepping stones. Before I was born (when it was just Snickers,) Linda was hiking on the trail. The water was really high at one crossing. The log she usually walked across was covered in water. Since it wasn't that far, she decided to jump. Snickers made it to the other sides since he swam through, but she didn't. She jumped, hit the bank and slid back into the water. It was waist deep! At first she laughed, but walking all the way home wet with squishy sneakers wasn't too fun. Today, we made it across the first stream. There were boys catching snakes in a bucket having a great time. At the next crossing, the water was covering the rocks and she was afraid that she might slip trying to carry us across. Drat! The walk had to be cut short. She should have attempted it just carrying me and let Chim do the dog paddle across.
