Sunday, Turner and I went for a hike at Pima Canyon. The trail has lots of rocks and climbing, and there are plenty of places to get out of the sun and enjoy a snack. We have only one car, so we dropped Andy off for his 10 AM shift a bit early, and Turner and I made our way to the trailhead on Ina. The heat was pouring into the canyon already, but a late start was better than sitting around all Sunday waiting for Dad to get off work and being bored.
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The hike got hot fast. I pushed Turner to make it thirty minutes in before we stopped for the first snack. A cheese stick for him. I had some craisins and walnuts roasted with honey.
The second snack spot. Turner and I climbed up on the slanted rock. I have pictures of he and Andy on this same rock, which were taken months ago when we last did this hike.
We made it to the lunch spot where we relaxed in the shade with several other hiking groups. Turner and I shared an apple and finished off all of our other snacks. One woman, who was 72 years old, said she and her husband have been hiking this trail every New Year's Day since they were in their forties!
At the second to last snack spot, which didn't actually include food, Turner found a huge rock that was sitting so straight up that it worked as a slide. I was surprised he was so brave (without any encouragement) to climb to the top. It was a tall rock. Then he said, "Watch this," and he raised his feet and slid quickly to the base of the rock.
At the top.
Preparing to slide down one last time.
As we walked back to the trailhead, Turner told everyone we passed (probably ten groups of hikers), "You better have plenty of water. We're getting into the heat of the day you know." And boy was it hot. After three hours of hiking, we were so glad to be heading home to ice cream and cool showers.
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