Spur of the Moment

Yesterday afternoon Dennis got home from PTC and said, "Let's go somewhere." I love it when he says that! So we packed a picnic and took off. The county we live in has seven waterfalls. We visited one of them when my mom was here in last month. Last night we visited two more. One of them, McGowan Falls, is tucked away right here in this tiny little town. Twelve months of living here and we'd never seen it! That's pathetic!




We'd thought we'd just eat our picnic there but it seemed a little underwhelming to only go that far, so we hopped in (as fast as three car seats can be done up) and went on down the road about 20 minutes to Eugenia Falls. The first observation point at Eugenia Falls was right above where the water drops.


It was very difficult to see, so we walked along a shoulder high wall trying to get a good view from further down. Finally I asked Dennis if he'd hop up on the wall and get a picture over the trees. He struggled up there on his tender ankle (soccer was rough on Monday) and got a couple of shots. I decided I'd run down around just one more curve in the path to see what I could see. Of course, there was a nice view right there. We're always doing stuff like that. It didn't surprise me too much. :P

After our picnic supper we took a scenic drive up the Beaver Valley past some lookout points. It was beautiful with the setting sun streaming over the hills. We drove up roads just for the sake of going on them because it was such a nice evening. (We also remarked to each other that it is a good thing there isn't a money ticker telling you how much in gas you've spent on a road trip...)