Memphis had a football game on a Thursday night, which is a school night. I was done by Thursday night. Fred, Jack and Clayton went to the game and Andrew and I stayed home. I think they had a blast. I know I did.
Later that evening we celebrated my birthday at Fred and Renee's house with Mexican chicken and cheesecake. I have no picture. I was too busy eating cheesecake.
Monday morning I cleaned a house and then Aunt Janice came to take us all to lunch for my birthday. She then took the boys home with her. They played dominoes, ate whatever they wanted, and helped at tutoring. Before they left Andrew told me the kindergarten students could just call him Mr. Shackelford. Too sweet.
The idea was that Fred and I could stay home and go out for dinner/a nice evening, but my stomach had a different idea. Instead we stayed at home, watched Netflix, and ate chicken noodle soup. Good times.
Tuesday morning we headed out for our fall break trip at Fall Creek Falls. We stopped halfway at a bookstore and then headed straight to our cabin.
Wednesday morning we woke up and headed out to hike at Fall Creek Falls. Since it hasn't rained much this summer, I've renamed it Fall Creek Trickle. FCF is typically a roaring waterfall, but not this time. It was a little disappointing, but the hiking was still fun.
Thursday we headed to Rock Island State Park. The waterfall there was breathtaking. Again, the pictures don't really show the massive expanse of the falls. It's about 200 feet wide and 75 feet tall. This waterfall, unlike the one at FCF, is fed by an unknown source coming from a cave, so it's not dependent on rainfall.
We didn't hike as many miles on the second day as we did on the first day, so we headed back to FCF for one last trail...after a quick trip to Sonic, of course. The trail we wanted to hike was one we had never done before. It was a cable trail that descended 120 feet into a gorge. When we looked at reviews online it was labeled as difficult and for the "extreme adventurer" and only for "experienced hikers". It certainly wasn't recommended for children. We decided to hike to it and then make our decision. Before we could decide Jack and Clayton headed down. Again, pictures do not do this hike justice. My thighs are still screaming from this one.
Finally made it to the bottom of the gorge. The water level was so low, that a tree branch was sticking out of the water.
Friday morning it was time to leave. Fred and Jack went on a walk/run before we loaded up. Look at those two walking and talking. Is that not the sweetest?