That being said, I am not a big fan of sitting in lawn chairs by campfires and making small talk. I'd rather be doing something. But I think being unable to relax is somewhat of an annoying trait. While I don't like to sit for prolonged periods (I do enough of that at work), I didn't want to show up at the party and fidget. I roll my eyes when people tell me they can't sit still. Of course they can. If I got in a good hike, I reckoned, I would be able to socialize for awhile. It's just like Ruby, the puppy--get her tired enough and she is a happy dog.
I parked my car at the Lick Creek Trailhead with foreboding. I've hiked this trail once, and as I began on the trail, I realized why I didn't hike it more often. It climbs steeply to the Imnaha Divide and then dives down to the river, several thousand feet below. Though there are beautiful views, the rolling rocks under my feet demanded my attention. I also realized I had miscalculated the distance--it was 11 miles, not 9. Oh well.
The river trail was in a state of disrepair. I forced my way through scratchy bushes and large rocks, until I was so hangry I had to stop at Blue Hole to finish my veggie quinoa breakfast burrito. In warmer times, people swim here, but the only company I had was a chipmunk.
Ruby had her first campout, and she quickly learned to enjoy the tent experience. She decided sleeping in between J and me was the way to go. There's nothing like a snuggly, back-sleeping puppy!