Every summer I hit a point where I just can't take the heat anymore and I start counting down the days until fall. I start to hibernate inside my house after a certain point in the morning and don't come out until I have to or until it's evening. I know. I'm a big wimp. I would just rather have it be winter than the heat of summer. Fortunately mother nature and my husband gave me a reprise that I needed last week. It rained. And my husband planned a day trip to the City of Rocks. We looked online for some trails I could run while we were there and before you knew it I had somewhere new to run as well. Though I've been doing about 1/2 my miles on trails and they're practically right at my front door, I'm getting sick of them. I needed somewhere new to run and this was so perfect.
While the kids and husband were busy climbing on the rock formations, I went for a run.
I was so caught up in the beauty of the scenery that after about 10 minutes on the trails, I was lost. I had the map folded up in my pocket, but only the main trails were marked and there were what seemed like a million little trails that were there as well. I couldn't find half of the landmarks that were on the trail and signs on the map. I tried to backtrack but couldn't figure out where I'd come from. I spent over an hour trying to find my way out. Some trails would just end and I'd backtrack to a different trail. Some would end on the top of a rock cliff. But everywhere I turned I was met with spectacular views. Even being lost, I was so happy with somewhere new to run. Eventually I found my way out and asked some campers how to get to a big rock formation where I had planned to meet my family. It was down the road about a mile. I'd completely come out pretty far away from where I'd planned to. It was so much fun, a little scary, and the perfect break from the monotony. The temperatures were in the 60's. It was rainy and I was soaking wet from the trees and bushes as well as the rain.
After I'd gotten back with the family, I realized I'd been missing out on the best part of the City of Rocks: climbing the rocks! Even that was a little frightening with my kids so close to sheer drop offs. We picked out a camp site that we thought was perfect and we'll be returning sometime soon for a longer stay. The City of Rocks was well worth the drive out there. It's like a small Granite Moab. If you get the chance, you should take a trip out there!