One Last Hike

So The Lovely Daughter and I decided to hike up to The Rock, a great place from which to look out over camp.

 

The signs look so cheerful and optimistic.  But you hike pretty much up for a long way and then you see:

So you hike up some more and then, there it is ~ hmmm, still a ways:

And so, you hike up closer, to where a series of ropes begins by which, theoretically, you will hoist yourself up:

And then, if you're me, there are no more pictures for awhile, because you are busy falling and making sure that the next week you will still be finding bruises in the most impossible places, but eventually you reach your goal:

There's camp down there!