Sliding Rock

We found out about a local swimming hole, Sliding Rock, that was supposed to be little-one friendly. Boy was it ever! You could slide down the rock and pop into these two holes halfway down. Kind of like a hot tub, only with icy mountain water in them.


We thought we were just going to take a quick look and head home, but Matthew had different plans for the day. (None of us had bathing suits and I didn't even have a towel in the car, just a tea towel from the diaper bag to dry him off with!)


Since he was already wet and didn't want to come out, we just said what the heck (or something like that) and stripped him down to his diaper and stayed a while.



He was screaming, "More hopping! More hopping!" and James was happy to oblige.



Finally, though, we had to get out and get our shoes back on and head home, but Matthew was having second thoughts. We meant to go back but the weather didn't cooperate on the days we didn't already have plans.... shame about that.