|A stop to see Dad on the way to see Isaiah.|
|We made it to the West Penn Trail!|
Isaiah and Esther-Faith were anxious to get going.
|We saw tons of butterflies, more than at the Conservatoria.|
We saw woodchucks, bullfrogs, katydids, and more.
We only saw five people the whole time.
Two of them were park rangers.
|Most of the trail was in the shade.|
|And so peaceful.|
I could have hiked the whole thing.
But we only had time for 5 1/2 miles.
|The bridges over the Conemaugh River were|
not shaded. Nor did they seem all that safe.
|Throwing rocks in the river.|
|Hustling across a particularly long bridge.|
The drop was about 1000 feet.
And we could see the river
through the cracks in the bridge.
I'd love to go back and hike the whole trail, but Pennsylvania has so many beautiful trails, we'll probably try a different one next time we visit Isaiah.
I miss him already.
The whole time we were there, I missed Isaac.
I missed Isaiah the minute we pulled away from the group home.
Like part of my heart is there with him.
I so look forward to the day my family is under the same roof again--the roof of HOME.
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