{"id":159,"date":"2019-01-29T14:49:00","date_gmt":"2019-01-29T14:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/01\/29\/a-winter-walk\/"},"modified":"2020-10-26T22:54:51","modified_gmt":"2020-10-26T22:54:51","slug":"a-winter-walk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/2019\/01\/29\/a-winter-walk\/","title":{"rendered":"A Winter Walk"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It was cold but the sun was shining and that was enough to convince Celia that it was a good day for a walk. She didn’t want to do an easy walk on the bike trails behind our house; she wanted to hike in the state forest down the road from us. I had my doubts since we had gotten a ton of rain 48 hours before but Celia was determined and who am I to stand in the way of a child who wants to exercise in the dead of winter?<\/p>\n

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There is a stream at the very beginning of the trail and usually, we can just hop across. However, the torrential rain had swollen the stream and the cold weather made all the rocks very slick. We had to wander a little way upstream before we found a place we could cross using some rocks as stepping stones. Immediately after that, we came across a large tree that had blown down across the path. Celia didn’t mind at all. It gave her the perfect opportunity to clamber around. I think she deliberately took the hardest way through. I, however, skirted around the tree and walked down by the stream again.<\/p>\n

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The state park was deserted. I don’t think many people felt like hiking on such a cold day. It was lovely though since we felt like we got it to\u00a0ourselves. We only ran into a handful of people the whole time we were there. Celia kept hoping we would see a bear but I am pretty sure any animals heard us coming long before we actually arrived. Celia is a bit of a chatterbox!<\/p>\n

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The path leads to the top of some cliffs with a lovely view. Unfortunately, some people feel the need to deface the cliffs with ugly spray painting. Someone had obviously just been there because we could still smell the spray paint. I am not crazy about heights and wouldn’t let Celia go too near the edge. Someone died falling off these cliffs last year so I think I have justification for my worry. Celia would have been happy to sit on the edge and dangle her legs over the edge if I hadn’t been there. The idea makes me shiver in horror.<\/p>\n

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We took a different path down the cliffs and got slightly turned around. That was okay though because it took us to the base of the cliffs and we got this view across the water.<\/p>\n

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It was a lovely walk and I enjoyed spending time with my lovely daughter. She even has given me permission to add photos of her to this post so it must have been a good day. Here is my favorite.<\/p>\n

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We finally arrived home an hour or so after we expected and more than a little cold. Several cups of tea, a couple of big blankets, and a heating pad soon put that to rights. Celia is already planning our next excursion.<\/p>\n

This is a hike we take semi-regularly and I have written at least one other post about it. You can read that post here.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

It was cold but the sun was shining and that was enough to convince Celia that it was a good day for a walk. She didn’t want to do an easy walk on the bike trails behind our house; she wanted to hike in the state forest down the road from us. I had my doubts since we had gotten a ton of rain 48 hours before but Celia was determined and who am I to stand in the way of a child who wants to exercise in the dead of winter? There is a stream at the very beginning of the trail and usually, we can just hop across. However, the torrential rain had swollen the stream and the cold weather made all the rocks very slick. We had to wander a little way upstream before we found a place we could cross using some rocks as stepping stones. Immediately after that, we came across a large tree that had blown down across the path. Celia didn’t mind at all. It gave her the perfect opportunity to clamber around. I think she deliberately took the hardest way through. I, however, skirted around the tree and walked down by the stream again. The state park was deserted. I don’t think many people felt like hiking on such a cold day. It was lovely though since we felt like we got it to\u00a0ourselves. We only ran into a handful of people the whole time we were there. Celia kept hoping we would see a bear but I am pretty sure any animals heard us coming long before we actually arrived. Celia is a bit of a chatterbox! The path leads to the top of some cliffs with a lovely view. Unfortunately, some people feel the need to deface the cliffs with ugly spray painting. Someone had obviously just been there because we could still smell the spray paint. I am not crazy about heights and wouldn’t let Celia go too near the edge. Someone died falling off these cliffs last year so I think I have justification for my worry. Celia would have been happy to sit on the edge and dangle her legs over the edge if I hadn’t been there. The idea makes me shiver in horror. We took a different path down the cliffs and got slightly turned around. That was okay though because it took us to the base of the cliffs and we got this view across the water. It was a lovely walk and I enjoyed spending time with my lovely daughter. She even has given me permission to add photos of her to this post so it must have been a good day. Here is my favorite. We finally arrived home an hour or so after we expected and more than a little cold. Several cups of tea, a couple of big blankets, and a heating pad soon put that to rights. Celia is already planning our next excursion. This is a hike we take semi-regularly and I have written at least one other post about it. You can read that post here.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1524,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-159","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life-lately"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/159","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=159"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/159\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2622,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/159\/revisions\/2622"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1524"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=159"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=159"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.holdsuponhappiness.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=159"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}