A friend and Tuck and I took a long hike up to Blue Hole and further up the mountain to Shenandoah National Park.
Tuck in one of the swimming holes along the North Fork of the Morman’s River. It hasn’t rained in a long time, and the water was low and crystal clear, the rivers easy to cross. This is the first and last time during the hike that Tuck got totally submerged. He figured out pretty fast that mountain streams in late November aren’t the same temperature as they are in summer!
The last of the fall color. Just about all the leaves are down now, and it’s looking very wintery.
Blue Hole. This is where my friends and I did most of our swimming growing up. With the water snakes, timber rattlers, copperheads and ticks. Rural childhood. You can jump off those big rocks below and not hit the bottom of the hole.
Yesterday I gave away one of the roosters that hatched this past summer. He’s turned into a handsome guy, but there’s no way I need three roosters in a small coop. This guy went home with a jolly lady and her young son—found via CraigsList—to rule over his own flock of hens. So he’s on to a better life, and I am happy about it. I knew he would be well-treated when his new owner asked what he prefers for treats! HA!
are we allowed to bring dogs through the shenandoah NP trail that goes to this swimming hole?
Hi, Sara!
I have never seen any posting prohibiting dogs, and there have been dogs on it ever since I’ve been hiking there beginning in the mid-90s! It’s gotten a lot busier since then, but I’ve never been busted for a dog!