Once we got to Tenn to spend a few days with family, we all took a drive up into the Smokey Mountains. We saw a few deer and turkey, but no bear. Then we set out to hike a 2.5 mile trail to Abrams Falls. The way there was perfect: Adam walked the whole way, Caleb loved riding in the chest carrier on Chris (not a peep), and we actually climbed some terrain, a change from Louisiana. When we got there Chris, Adam, and Uncle Jason swam in the cold water while Aunt Laura, Caleb, and I just put our feet in. Then the bottom dropped out. All of a sudden, the clouds started moving in and there was nothing we could do about it. For awhile we sat under an overhang to wait it out. But, we quickly realized that it was not going to let up. We packed up and started the 2.5 miles back to the truck, hoping the rain would stop while we walked. The opposite happened. It rained so hard coming back that it felt like nighttime under a canopy of jungle trees and we were all soaked to the bone. The amazing part was that neither kid complained once. Adam did need Chris to carry him for a chunk, but he loved it. I had Caleb in the carrier and he didn't even frown. He just rolled with it.
This is Caleb falling asleep during the hike
This is the rain starting
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