It hasn’t been raining for 40 days and 40 nights—yet. However, this summer has been unusually wet. So when Hubby had off the day before July 4th, a non-raining day, we decided to hike the Ricketts Glen waterfall trail and see the rare, gushing summertime falls.
As we drove into the glen’s jammed-packed parking area, it became obvious that we were not the only ones who wanted to see the overflowing falls. We managed to find an empty parking space some distance from the trail’s beginning.
We strapped on our day packs, grabbed our walking poles and started along the trail. Groups of 10, 15 and even 20 or more people traveled along the mountainside path. Not a huge surprise since we had seen more than one tour bus/van.
On the steep and narrow stairways, we often had to step aside and wait for groups to pass. With so many people, the trail resembled a city sidewalk rather than a mountain path through a glen. The few trail runners out that day didn’t do much running.
We were continually amazed at the number of unsafe hikers – those wearing flimsy sandals or shoes, even ankle-length dresses, and kids in bare feet wearing swimsuits. Others carried small children in their arms or hiked without water bottles on this hot day .
With so many people, I didn’t worry about snakes…although we did pass a four-foot black snake right next to the trail.
Thankfully, we didn’t hear of anyone getting hurt that day. Hubby added up the distances of all the glen’s trails we hiked and came up with eight miles. Yes, we were tired at the day’s end.
Maybe we can hike it once again before the streams begin to shrink.