My husband, our two furry friends and I, love to hike. When we lived in Alaska, hiking often meant we wouldn’t pass another soul while we were out. We loved that! That doesn’t happen so much here in the lower 48.
Over the weekend we decided to go hike one of the endless trails here. We chose a popular one. There were a ton of cars in the parking area at the trailhead. I have to admit, we weren’t really all that excited about sharing the trail with a bazillion other people.
But for some reason we didn’t come across that many while we were out.
No only that, the longer we hiked on this well worn trail, the more awesome the landscape became. Mt. Bachelor was to our left and Broken Top was straight ahead, front and center. It was, as my husband likes to say,
And we never would have seen all that spectacular-ness (made up word J) had we not chosen the beaten path that day.
While they say the road less traveled is where life happens, I’d say the well-traveled road has its perks too. It’s well traveled for a reason.
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