We've got enough favorite hikes that I can't actually say this is THE BEST hike up here, but Trillium Falls was the most magical one we did that first year and has remained completely enchanting. We always save it for the day most likely to be rainy because we love heading from this meadow. . .
into the drippy, dark forest.
This hike is just incredible.
Definitely our happy place.
Didn't find any wildlife in the creek (I'm guessing it's too early in the winter for newts and I don't think we know where the salamanders actually hang out--still on my list to find one.)
Still can't stop with the mushrooms.
And my favorite tree, with Trillium Falls just to the right.
Lots of water this year.
I stayed up on the safety of the bridge. No slippery rocks for me this time.
But I did feel good enough to keep going at this point, so instead of turning around, I decided to see how far I could go, knowing that at some point, I was going to be locked into doing the whole 2.8 mile loop (spoiler alert--I made it!)
And I'm glad I didn't miss out on all the fungi along the way!
Hand microscope came in handy for the small ones.
We now own two because Daddy-o was so impressed by Peanut's that I got him his own for his stocking this year.
I'm just going to dump a bunch of mushroom pictures here--we did a super slow hike (I think it took almost 3.5 hours to do a little less than 3 miles thanks to my pace), but it gave me lots of time to find all the fun fungi.
Looks like lichen,
but there's fungi on that too!
These people were so patient with my slow pace. I'm glad they got to do some hikes on their own so they could log more miles than I could do, but I'm also really glad I was able to do this hike.
Smallest ones yet!
There were a whole bunch of the tiny ones.
This log was like a mushroom nursery
I made it! The hiking poles were a life saver. I'm so glad my doctor was wrong. He didn't think there was any way I could do even a mile of hiking this soon after the injury, and I'll be honest, if I could have quit after two miles, I would have--my ankle wasn't hurting, but that last 1/2 mile, I was just so tired. I've done almost nothing for close to two months, and it does matter.
I wasn't the only one tired at the end. But both Peanut and I made it! (And don't let this picture fool you--this kid can go from "I'm so tired, I can't walk another step" to running the last 1/4 mile and beating everyone back to the car by several minutes. He just likes to be dramatic, haha.)
It was a good, good day. Daddy-o, Bean, and Bug went out after lunch for one last short hike while Peanut and I chilled at the house, but we had a great morning together.
Had to also document these kiddos who did a lot of dishes this week. There's no dishwasher at the house, and Daddy-o and I were making all the meals, so we put these three on clean-up and they did a good job.
Our last afternoon/evening we dedicated to Jolabokaflod, the Icelandic tradition of books and chocolate. We didn't celebrate on Christmas Eve (and I can't see us ever making that work out because of all the other traditions we have going on for that evening), but this week after Christmas seemed perfect, and we had a lot of new books to read, too.
So we filled up on chocolates and read for a couple hours.
And then everyone but Peanut, who couldn't tear himself away from his book, played a game of Nerts to finish off the night. This trip went way too fast and we could have used a couple more nights, but with the big storm coming in, it's probably good we left when we did. And we'll be back, for sure.