Sycamore Canyon

It had been years since Mr. Bejos and I hiked this particular canyon. And, as time does, it distorted my memory of just to get the trailhead, down a long bumpy dirt road, and just how far it was to a particular turn-around point that I had in mind.
Turns out both were a lot further than I remembered. The boys trudged on down the canyon like seasoned hikers, but the trip back up was a little more work, and took a whole lot of inventive play that involved boobytraps and magic invisible walls.