Cascade Springs was sweet.
Gus basically had the best day ever, but that happens about every other day because he's a stupid dog with the memory recall of a squirrel so any day involving a W.A.L.K or swim is the best day of his life. On this particular day there happened to be cows in the mix, triggering some innate primal dog herding instinct deep within and off he went to establish who was boss to those grass eating udder swingers. Like I said, best day ever for Gus.
It wasn't too shabby for the rest of us either. Except silly Kalli didn't realize exactly how freaking long it takes to get to Cascade Springs (16 miles from the opening of AF Canyon) and we showed up over 30 minutes late. Good thing everyone else apparently didn't get the memo either 'cuz they were even later than we. These are people I can relate to, because everyone should know, timeliness and I are not best friends.
Whitney brought good company, the fearless Jack and smiley Van. Katrina and Asher rode up with the Nub and myself, Rachel and her posse (including Max the squishiest of the squishies) came too. I give Cascade Springs 1 and a half thumbs. I took half a thumb off for distance traveled and $4 entry fee.
So next week we're taking this party to SLC and Big Cottonwood Canyon. Donut Falls looks awesome, same day (Friday Sept. 4th), same time (9:30 am).
Nature!
Goulet.
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I was dreaming of you during my root canal.
Well, I guess if you're going to venture up to my neck of the woods (the mouth of the canyon is 5 minutes from my house) I'll have to join you.
Sadly, me and my boys will not be joining you. #1, to far. #2, Son One and Ethan will be out of town and I have some sleep to catch up on.
Hmmm. I may be able to make that one...... :)
You are turning into a serious granola. I love it. Don't shower after.
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