The day after Erie we were ready to hike again - the cool mountain air called to us. Grandpapa, Ian and Bric were all brave enough to join us for another P based hike. Unfortunately, we chose Beirstadt trail, a switchback start on the sunny side of the canyon, but it was still cooler than Erie! By this time the funky sleeping hours and intake of nuts and other questionable foods were giving P's self-control a run for his money. His diet so obviously effects his behavior that it's challenging not to slap a bunch of external limits on him. E and I are generally willing to give him the space to learn to listen to his body, but that space feels infinitely smaller when it includes others, and their hats flying down the mountainside...
At the top of the hot hike we were rewarded with forest cover and a short hike to another lake. The backdrop was beautiful. P enjoyed looking for marsh monsters and eventually located a family of begging ducks. Uncle Ian helped P get his toes wet in the chilly water, trudging out in the coldness as P demanded "deeper! Deeper!" We all chilled and ate by the lake, but the break didn't prove enough to even out P's energy. We finally coaxed him into the mei tai (a chance at nakedness being the deal-maker for him) and he promptly zonked for the return hike. The poor little guy - he was literally having more fun than he could handle!
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