We pulled into the empty parking lot at the Pioneer Ridge trailhead. A symphony of snores rose from the backseat of our truck. Thomas and I looked at each other and started to laugh. The trailhead wasn’t more than 30 miles from our home, but it had taken us five hours to get ready. “I’m exhausted,” I admitted to Thomas. “Me too!” he said. The kids had been a terror that morning. Ethan had scaled my bookshelf and smashed a ceramic figurine that was very important to me. When we asked … [Read more...] about Kids, Craters, and Cliffs: Part II






