The hike that we went on was breathtaking, in more ways that one. It was right alongside the river, which was very fast moving. I worried every time that the little kids climbed around the rocks that one was going to fall in and be swept downriver in a heartbeat. To mention those rocks, they were huge, I don't think that I've ever seen any that big right alongside the river. It was like someone placed them there on purpose. Crazy, the kids had a blast scrambling up and down them, throwing everything they could find into the river. Amazingly enough we managed to keep them together with out falling in themselves.
The kids were so worn out that they went promptly to bed by dark, and the adults were free to sit around that campfire and just talk. That was nice to have an adult conversation for that long period of time without any interruptions. The stars seemed so bright, they seemed to hold our attention for a long time, and we seemed so close. We were probably close to about 8000ft elevation. I guess that one good reason for being so high up. you get to see the stars better.
We ate the ever fated tin foil dinners, and followed it up with smores. The kids were in heaven. And also really sticky! I had to close my eyes to all the times they put their hands in their mouths after sliding down the hill. They were absolutely filthy. And they slept in the same sleeping bag as me. (note to self: clean out sleeping bags) I think that they also got a little extra protein. Well they survived so I guess its Ok.