I went hiking.
(No one has ever heard me say that.)
On Monday Story Man and I went out for an early lunch at one of our favorite places, Kerbey Lane. I had the pear and cheese toasted sandwich. Story Man ate a cheeseburger.
We resisted ordering the special dessert, peanut-butter-banana pie.
We stopped at a gas station for some bottled water, then just a few blocks later were in a neighborhood. The above sign showed the way to this “path”.
Story Man made sure I didn’t fall on my little non-hiking-experienced ass.
At the bottom was a limestone-lined creek. They call them “pools” around here. Beautiful!
Not many people here, but on weekends it’s crowded. I can see why.
Yes, it was hot! But the water was cool and we drank our water and waded around a little bit before hiking back up the hill to the road.
This part of Texas has had a wet spring, but places like this dry up in the summer if there’s no rain.
Which is why the Texas part of the family will be heading to lake in a couple of months.