As I have stated before, May was busy, crazy, hectic and overwhelming. So this weekend I got it completely stuck in my head that the dogs, husband and I needed a break, we needed hiking, eating under the stars and a chance to put down our phones long enough to have a conversation or two. I never thought I was much of an outdoors girl per say growing up. My mom simply did not camp. No way. But my Aunt did and my sister did once she had her own kids and my friends did. So I did camping sporadically here and there. One of my fondest memories is of my Aunt loading us up in her lifted Toyota, driving to the river (on the actual rocks of the river), setting up tents and we spent the whole day swimming in the water before falling asleep with my cousin in our tent with the dogs. I even had to dig a hole to poop in. Another fond memory is of camping with all my uncles, aunts and cousins as a really young child, before we all moved to different states. Anyways my point is this, as a kid I loved running around in the woods and playing outside. As a teenager I spent a lot of time driving through the woods, partying in the woods around a campfire and taking long walks next to the ocean. I can hold my own outdoors but hiking and camping didn’t become apart of my regular summer life till I met my husband.
My husband is an all around hiker, camper and bike rider. I remember when I first met him he was all bruised up from riding his bike through the woods and flying over the handle bars when he hit a rock he wasn’t looking for. When I started gaining weight, we couldn’t hike, it was too hard on my ankles. I think that was hard on my husband who loved to just get lost in the woods. His idea of a good time will always be, the dogs, us, maybe a friend or two, a tent, a fire and a whole bunch of stars in the sky. So I vowed a few summers ago to get stronger at hiking and to get more adventurous at hiking. I want to be able to share in my husbands passions and to be honest I love hiking to beautiful locations that feel untouched by the modern world. Especially if there is a waterfall anywhere to be found.
As the temperature creeped higher and higher in the city on Saturday, we packed up the car, loaded up the girls (our 3 dogs) and headed out of the too hot city. We arrived at our favorite campsite, found that our favorite camping spot was open and grabbed it before anyone else could. We set up the tent, made the site looked lived in and took off for Bassi Falls. Now we discovered Bassi Falls those few years ago when I decided to get stronger as a hiker. It is an amazing waterfall that goes down the mountain over big boulders, carving swimming holes in them and making thousands of smaller waterfalls as well. It is a great place to hike to because it is so long that you can easily find some privacy to let the dogs run wild and to swim in without feeling stared at. Now if you have read my previous posts on Bassi Falls, usually we hike from the top and work out way down but this time we discovered we could hike our way up instead if we parked on a lower road. Score. Hills are my nemesis but I have been working hard on defeating them. We hiked all uphill, climbing over slipper boulders, peaking into holes in the rocks, swimming in the clear waters and laughing at the silly dogs. Turns out Bella Rue is a water dog like Red, Arya still won’t touch the stuff.