Only my dad would come to Arizona, see a mountain with NO TRAILS and decide to take his 5 year old granddaughter to the very tippy top of it. (approx 4 miles)
She had a blast. When she got home 3 hours later she was stinky and begging for a nap. She dumped out a backpack full of pretty flowers and special treasures (rocks- go figure)
Thank you so much dad for helping instill a sense of adventure, outdoor fun, and sweet bonding with your granddaughter.
We love you more than words.