Pictures from our obligatory fall hike at Lost Maples! The rest of Texas is brown slash brown-green. But Lost Maples has a few pockets of color! It was a beautiful, slightly chilly day full of conversation and reminding Roscoe to heel. Just kidding! Roscoe has no idea what heel means. Like every other hike and moment of his life spent outside, he was racing. But he's still the best dog on the planet.
There were lots of favorite parts of the hike (like every time we stopped and ate some chocolate caramel trail mix), but I was really impressed with a family I saw doing the entire West Loop. They were a young couple with three young kids. One had some kind of disability that hindered walking. The mom and dad would trade-off giving him a piggy-back ride and pushing him in his wheelchair. Yes. Wheelchair! That was the impressive part. This is by no means a handicap-accessible hike. It's rocky, rocky, rocky and all sorts of uneven. Completely untamed. And the wheelchair was just a normal wheelchair. Yet they were carting that thing around and the whole family was happy and having fun. We passed them a few times as we were looping around various trails and I was all sorts of inspired by them.
I can't think of an activity I love more than a good hike with Greg and pups. Probably flying in a fighter jet but I can't say for certain. YET...
The day ended with hamburgers and turning pumpkins into pies. Four pumpkins. Well, three and a half. Roscoe had killed part of one and that was discarded. But the edible parts of those pumpkins came together in what has to be my best pie to-date. And I'll totally own the fact that it only lasted three days. That actually took a lot of self-control.
Pumpkin pie and fall hiking (and Roscoe, always) for president!
Have a great day :-)
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