This weekend was our last chance to get out of the house and move around before shipping Esther off to wild west. The air felt cooler and there was much hopefulness and promise of adventure. Our destination was Ellenburg Mountain (mountain in the loose southern sense of the word) near Guntersville. Finding the trail head and navigating several closed access roads slowed us down at first but soon enough we were hiking through the woods.
|This is a nut. Also pictured: an acorn.|
As we worked our way up the hill it became clear that the storm damage from this last spring was still very much an issue. Uprooted trees were interspersed along the path and places the trunks of the fallen have been chainsawed through to allow passage.
|Jake prepared to pounce on any unsuspecting prey.|
The weather was not playing nice either. The sun was hotter than advertized and in the shade gnats swarmed around our faces. There was a breeze coming off Lake Guntersville but it never seemed to be within reach, always blowing through the treetops and not providing us much relief.
There are a smattering of geocaches up on this hill, but the storm debris blocked our access to most of them and the few that were in reach didn't interest me enough to look for too long.
The hike wasn't a complete bust. We were together and we were out in it instead of inside away from it.
|Jake ponders the edibility of his siblings.|
|Ben, forced to smile under threat of a beating.|
|Chan digesting something she found laying on the ground.|
|Chan and Jake preparing their new nest home.|
More pictures of the day can be seen here.