When I was a kid I came to this place...
A place to swim
As I grew I came to hide
Or hike the trails
We discovered crawdads
And repelled down the cliffs
Or spent lazy afternoons wading or rafting down the creek
There are memories with friends
My grandpa teaching me how to bait my line
Long afternoons sharing my deepest secrets with the whisper of the wind
Today we shared more memories here with our children wading down the waterfalls.
Then a storm rolled in...
The thunder telling a foreboding tale...
As we got out of the water
The skies opened up and we were drenched.
I want to continue living in moments like these making memories with our children