Since we had Elijah in tow, we drove most of the way up the mountain on a logger road. (Man, I'm glad as my neck wouldn't have taken the walk.) Here's the middle ground, after we parked but before we climbed.

We stuffed Elijah in the Ergo on
JD's back, but he didn't appreciate the confinement, so JD ended up carrying him up the mountain. There is no way I could have done it!

Then he lugged him down the mountain. At the end, Elijah fell asleep.

All weekends must come to an end, but I am all for heading back next year. Maybe Elijah will be big enough to stay with his Aunt Deb and the other kids.
Here's a barn next to the property that was quite picturesque.

And lastly, here's a shot taken by a stranger at a scenic over-look on our way back home.
Good-bye mountains, see you next year.
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