It wouldn't be a vacation without some sort of swinging bridge to scare your mom. I went two steps farther than this picture to take the next ones!
Jay Cooke is beautiful, although we still don't know how to spell it. Several signs throughout the park had different spellings. Jaye Cook Jaye Cooke, Jay Cook. We'd like to go back there and camp someday. Sam and I both picked out a few rocks we'd like to climb (him) and sit and stare on (me).
Hiking up in the bluffs. Gorgeous. Charlie was getting tired, though.
So after Charlie pooped out, we went back to the picnic area, had some lunch, and read and napped until Darren finished his ride. Of course he had to go to the end of the trail!
Back to camp for fishing, BBQ ribs and grilled corn on the cob. Fun Father's Day!
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