Our final day of camping without the kids. Once again the air mattress worked great. After packing up camp we hiked upstream of the Swing Bridge at Jay Cooke (previously had hiked downstream). This is such a beautiful spot that pictures only capture part of.

This is the last kissing shot–I promise.

I was fascinated by the ripple marks on this rock.

Someone took the time to carve this stag into the rock.

That’s it. It was a wonderful few days but it was good to be home.