It took us an hour and a half to hike from the parking lot to the summit because
Hurricane Isabel was here...
...leaving trees down all over the mountainside, across the paths.
View from the summit.
Fall colors from the summit.
It was gorgeous, around 60 degrees, bright and sunny, smelling like falling leaves. My husband's parents had their dog along so I got dragged to the top which was actually rather nice, though a 13-year-old beagle does not make the best sled dog. My younger son had a stick that he was pretending was a rocket launcher, which is not in and of itself a good thing at all, but it did prevent him from getting bored and therefore he did not once demand a piggyback.
Then we went out for Middle Eastern food with my husband's parents after a stop at Target to buy new pants for a certain child who shall remain nameless, following a certain incident that shall also remain nameless. Ah, parenthood.
So I am very full on hummus, saffron rice and kabobs, and quite content.