We started today off with a hike up to Chimney Rock, and Miles woke up absolutely ready for it (despite robbing us of a good night’s sleep).
While the ascent up the mountain is made easier with staircases, it still manages to be a pretty rigorous hike. I thought Miles might get tired out and start asking to be carried to the summit, but he once again displayed a degree of energy I wish I could somehow siphon from him for my own benefit.
Miles stood tall atop Chimney Rock. “MY mountain,” he declared. “MY flag.”
After all that walking, Miles needed a recharge. So after a nap, we walked around town until Miles found the perfect spot.
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