And even this morning I still struggled to find it. I was discouraged, but he encouraged me to keep looking. Honestly, I was scared about doing the hike. I have a hard enough time sticking to one trail, but this trail went from blue, to pink, to red, to yellow, to blue.. you get the picture. But hubby's last words to me were "You can do this. I know you can do it". So I took off.
First I had to cross a creek.
Then I came to a field of boulders.
Then rocks - rocks - rocks as far as the eye can see. This was not fun to climb especially when I heard a faint rattle but couldn't see exactly where it was coming from. It was so steep in spots that I couldn't stand straight up.
I got turned around a time or two, but I made it to the stone tower, and then the Yellow Springs village ruins.
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