My friend Sara Jensen jokingly made fun of me for tweeting from a hike that we went on last Sunday, just north of Seattle. But I wasn’t ready for a hike because I thought we were just going to the playground. We decided to hike down to the water on a whim when we saw there were multiple trails. If you passed me on the trail you would have totally laughed. I hiked a moderately difficult trail (so the sign said) in ballet flats and a fairly dressy drop waist silk tunic over jeans (we were going out to dinner that evening). Ridiculous! Soooo not Pacific Northwest. But whatever. I haven’t gone on a hike in awhile, but even when I was doing some serious hiking many years ago, with heavy packs for camping no less, I didn’t own hiking boots back then either.
This hike, on the other hand, was the girls’ first. For being 3 years old with little legs and wearing sandals over socks, Claudine did quite well on that narrow, steep-ish trail. We got through the hike on the way back from Lake Union by pretending to get on and off the “hiking bus” and discovering fun things like that fungus? unidentifiable green thing? above that I told the girls was a pointy hat that a gnome left there. I don’t know if they bought it, but I’d like to think that it was true.