This weekend was Squirm’s first ever time in Shenandoah National Park. We drove over after work on Tuesday, driving all the way from the north entrance to our room at Big Meadows, stopping at nearly every scenic overlook. Squirms was great in the car – well, she was great until we were about 15 miles from arriving then she totally lost it, between the long car ride and it being her usual dinner time.
We’d never been to Shenandoah in the fall before and it was just as beautiful as Matt had described it to me. All of the trees were orange and yellow and red and gorgeous. The meadow itself was just past the peak so mostly dead bushes but, still, it was lovely.
We stayed in one of the oldest cabins at Big Meadows, the kind were you have a tiny room because it’s only half of a tiny cabin. It had a fireplace but our first attempt to make a fire failed so we gave up. Thankfully, Squirms slept about as easily as she does at home so we weren’t those people with the screaming baby on the other side of a thin, thin wall. We did get to hear the couple next to us arguing over how to play the game of Life as Matt read and I worked on sewing together the last part of Squirms’s Halloween costume.
We were up at the usual 7 both days, grabbing breakfast at the lodge before heading out. On Saturday morning, we headed up Skyline Drive a bit and did the Upper Hawksbill hike. Squirms was strapped into the awesome framed carrier that one of my old coworkers gave us and was quite happy, despite the chilly temperatures. She fell asleep, waking up just after we got to the summit. We got – hopefully – some good family photos up there that will probably hang out on Matt’s camera for at least a few more weeks.
Then Squirms really needed some squirming time, so we hung out in our room until dinner. She crawled around while we did more reading and I attempted to knit and read magazines (am still on ones from September, not surprisingly). We did the Black Rock “hike” just before dinner which was gorgeous but Squirms wanted to throw herself off the top so we quickly headed back down.
We headed back on Sunday after breakfast, but first Squirms got to try out a rocking hair for the first time. I guess you could say she’s a bit of a fan.
We’re already talking about going back in the Spring and again next fall – though we won’t be getting a fireplace room again and will be sure to plan lots of squirming time.