After the trip to the Natural Bridge, we returned to Sugar’s cousin’s home. The dogs were ready for a walk. Really, they go on a long walk every evening. At least they call it a walk. Other people would put on a backpack and carry water, for it’s a hike.
At the edge of the plateau, we stopped, and I snapped a photo of the opposite ridge.
On the way back to the house, there were interesting rock outcroppings everywhere. Sugar stops to look back to make sure I’m still hiking along.
Isn’t that remarkable? All the rocks. There are no rocks at all where we live, only sandy soil, because apparently we were underwater once upon a time.
The visit draws to a close, after a meal with more oysters, and we get ready to leave early in the morning.
Because vacation is almost over…
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