Day 3,626 —Back to the Chubb Trail—

I ran with Joel for the first time, completing the trail. He seemed to like it. It made me reflect on my first time. It was flooded and muddy, but I know I took a lot of pictures. I insisted that my whole family visit the park within a week. I don’t think we saw any bison that day, but I remember my daughter seemed to enjoy it. I cannot wait until she is old enough to walk some trails or be close to the river. I still need to take her up in the arch at some point as well. I remember doing it more than a few times as a kid, but nothing recently. I was probably eleven. I felt so old as an eleven-year-old; that was the age I had arrived.