
Yo. Welcome to hiking, y'all. Until recently, I always "hiked" in my BOB, letting other people take care of the actual walking. But no more!
That's The Mom. I like to take photos sometimes. You know - when the staff's busy making my lunch.

This picture implies that I let The Dad carry me up Millcreek Canyon, but no. I actually walked my own little self up there.
Check it out:

Yep. That's me. And The Dad. We enjoyed the fall colors, walked a bit along a pretty trail, and otherwise experienced the great outdoors. Nothing like a little fresh air to make me hungry for pancakes (and bacon) (and pancakes) (with blueberries).

Utah in autumn. Not bad, even compared to New England.
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