spring break (front half)

As I mentioned, we didn't go too hard during this year's spring week in Moab, and we didn't do anything new.  We did exercise at least once each day, though; and we did not go to the bar every day.  #adulting

I just love that sky so much

Saturday:  We drove down Friday afternoon and spent the evening with our neighbor and her dog.  She is often gone to Alaska by now but this year will be in Moab for the summer.  She may not be all that psyched about it but we are.  On Saturday, H did a trail run on Pipe Dream.  When he got back, A and Milton did a 4.6 mile hike, also on Pipe Dream.  (Sure appreciate a trailhead walking distance from the house).  After that, H and A did a road ride on the bike path, from our house to Lions Park, up/back along the river, up/back to the Arches National Park entrance (plus H went up further and caught up to A on the home stretch), then up/back on the river section, then home.  That afternoon, we watched the Kentucky Derby at Woody's (the bartender said she knew we'd be in since the race was one) and my horse freaked out whilst loading and didn't even run.  And that evening, our neighbor and her dog joined us for beers around the firepit.

Trail dog

Sunday:  H and Milton did a Pipe Dream trail run and then, while they went to Dave's for coffee/dog biscuit, A headed out for her long hike of the week.  I walked from our house to Pipe Dream, south on Pipe Dream to Hidden Valley, up and over Hidden Valley, and then down the Moab Rim trail.  It was a gorgeous day - definitely cooler than the last time I'd done that hike, which is 10.3 miles.  H and M met me in the Moab Rim parking lot, bringing snacks and beers.  I will confess to an afternoon nap, but I rallied and was up late enough for a firepit.

Lil teeny purple flower

Monday:  H was back to a solo trail run Monday, and A and Milton did a 4.5 mile hike on Pipe Dream.  A still had some fatigue from her big hike the day before, however, so H did a solo road ride.  When he got back, we all packed up lunch things and binoculars and beers and went to our favorite picnic spot above the bike path along the Colorado River.  After getting cleaned up back at the house, H and A strolled to Woody's for a quick visit, then returned for backyard beers with our neighbor.

Heading to the Moab Rim trail

Tuesday:  By Tuesday, Milton (who we think is around ten years old at this point) was showing a little bit of cumulative fatigue.  He did a shorter trail run with H, but A opted for walking across town and back for errands rather than doing a hike so he could rest.  A and H did their road ride and then it was time for another picnic, this time up at the Slickrock trailhead parking lot.  It is our opinion that Tuesdays are the least-busy of the weekdays and true to form, things were pretty quiet up there, relatively speaking.  We even spent a fair amount of time watching a bunch of ants carry a peanut from the covered picnic table to their nest.  (There were also MTBers and dirt bikers to watch and side-by-sides to bitch about.)  The afternoon and evening were spent at home, reading.