Following the adventures I had back at the end of May….which, yes….i’m terrible at getting around to editing and posting things, it’s a thing i’m working on. Kinda. Sorta. Ok, moving on…
To be fair, only Kat was wearing a dress, and she was actually the one who had the most sure footing. After departing from our perfect moment wandering the waters ,we headed into the woods to muddy our feet, climb trees and shake the city dust off our hearts.It was fantastic, to be running around after sitting in a car for 3 hours, cooped up and expecting rain. We had arrived in the White Mountains later in the day then we’d expected, the sun was already starting to set and yet we continued around the bend, around the lake to explore more more more. People lingered in spots but for the most part it was solely our playground, solitude in the best way.
The next day we learned that Kat had gotten a bit of a sunburn on her chest, and my knees felt like they were on FIRE while we hiked around the area, but in that moment, running around like wild children of the forest, nothing mattered more than making our way around the bend.