You thought we were done with the rocks?
There were stacked rocks…
Rocks with roots…
Rocks with husbands…
Videos of rocks…
And rocks with bloggers taking selfies.
Baby got rocks!
There were big rocks.
Rocks with water.
And rocks with husbands who had to climb on the opposite side from their wives because they thought it was a better path….
Then couldn’t figure out how to get back across…
And had to turn around and go back the way the wife did.
I love those kinds of rocks.
And no matter how high we climbed?
There were always more rocks!