WARNING! WARNING! Long photo post ahead. Go get yourself a drink (I’d like a Manhattan, please) and then proceed to scroll down at leisure.
It’s been a haul-ass quarter and Solano Magazine staffers have been itching for a mental health day. So, we took two. The first was three weeks ago when we high-tailed it to Lake Tahoe for a weekend of skiing, snowshoeing, spaing and general cavorting. I’ll post about that trip later.
Today’s post is about mental health day number two, which we took this week on Tuesday. We logged off midday and went for a hike at nearby Rockville Park, haven for mountain bikers, cows and unsuspecting hikers.
We hiked and we hiked—uphill—until we came across the big pond dotted with geese and ducks. It’s a good place to stop for a rest.
And we kept hiking … uphill. Here’s Associate Editor Ana asking when, if ever, we were ever going to reach the top.
And then finally we did. Reach the top. Here’s Halpin (background) and Julia (foreground) taking in the views. Sidenote: Halpin hates for me to take her photo as she’s usually the one behind the camera, so I’m glad I got even this shot of her. Sneaky me. And by the way, she survived a long, difficult Army deployment to Africa last year where she endured all kinds of wild animal run-ins and yet she is unsettled by the cows coming up. Never fails to crack me up.
Glorious views, eh? Here’s Jess texting her hubby, “We finally made it to the top!”
And then we kept on hiking … until we ran into the cows. (I LOVE the cows, but not everyone shared my enthusiasm.)
Look at this guy. If you can’t tell, he’s saying, “This is MY path, go find your own.” He made me laugh hysterically. Others, not so much.
You’ll be happy to know that we survived and felt giddy and ridiculous. For us, it’s just another grueling day at work.