I’m not entirely sure why, but Texas hates me. But to be fair, my sinuses also appear to hate Texas with equal vehemence. Without fail, whenever I come back to this state, I get a horrible sinus headache for 2-3 days with non-stop drainage. Awesome!
But…I promised more pictures, so here we go! On Thanksgiving morning (as was mentioned previously), we headed out to Red Rock Canyon for a nice little rock hike. I say “rock hike” because it wasn’t just normal hiking, but it also wasn’t actual rock climbing. The best way I can describe it is that we were hiking on giant boulders. You know you want to go down into the canyon…so it’s up to you to find the best path to get you to the bottom.
Rumor has it that there is an actual trail. However, I am apparently in a family of thrill seekers and we scoff at pre-determined trails. I was not thrilled. I have no problems following in the footsteps of others down a clearly marked path like the follower lamb that I am. Instead, I followed blindly after my family down the “adventurous” path.
Okay. There was very little chance actual death was going to occur. I may have exaggerated the severity of this hike. However, please keep in mind that I am less stable and definitely more unbalanced as I age. If someone was to trip and fall that day, which it happens very frequently in my day to day life, it would have been me. But all’s well that ends well in our hiking adventure.
How about some Thanksgiving food and people pictures now?
And as a flashback to the past…another meal celebrated together amongst the Hwangs and the Chaos.