Eager to point out my husband, Darryl, and older daughter, Rachel, the area that had so enthralled me and Sara, I deliberate a week-long trip for this summer season. Both Darryl and Rachel must work a part of the time, however certainly, we thought, they’d at the very least get to hike in Dolly Sods. Yet when our journey lastly rolled round in August, it coincided with a wet spell, which was hardly best. Dolly Sods tends to be muddy even when it isn’t raining, so getting caught there throughout a downpour was one thing we actually needed to keep away from. (Spoiler: An different headline for this story was, “There will be mud.”) And Rachel didn’t even have mountaineering boots.