|This was MY view for the majority of the hike.|
There is mine: a family friendly stroll through the woods on a well marked path involving lots of discovery, swinging from vines, poking at mosses, rotting trees, and mushrooms, trying to identify various fauna, and looking for wildlife.
And then there is Kevin's: a rigorous 5 mile workout where you go up and down many hills covered with leaves and mud, cross at least 4 streams on slippery rocks, are sure to get your feet wet and never stop long enough for your heart rate to drop below 80%.
I also learned that if I had been Maria von Trapp escaping over the Alps, the Nazi's would have caught up with me.
Uncle Clair didn't seem to mind that we were sweaty and covered with mud when we arrived late at his party. He is an amazing specimen of a man. His full head of hair has only recently gone gray. At 99 he enjoys good health and still does most things on his own. His sister Earline told a story about how he would hitchhike back to Lorain County from OSU about every 2 months when he was a student there. Once he slept overnight inside a corn shock because it got late and there wasn't any traffic.
I'd bet we'll be back next year for his 100th.