There are a couple trails like these in amongst the tall weeds. They all lead to...
the swimming hole. A wise son hung his towel on a tree limb.
Two more sons did the same.
You may be wondering what body of water this is. It's the Tillamook River. It's very shallow at this particular spot. The boys can go about half way out and it's up to their knees. The older boys could probably go all the way across. On the far side there is a bit of a current so the younger boys are definitely not allowed. Chris has his friend Brian S. over to play too. It's the perfect day. It's almost 80 degrees at our house with the smallest of breezes.
I had the boys move upstream just a little. I wasn't comfortable with where they were at.
Looks like loads of fun. Yesterday the boys were down here for 4 hours. I figure they will do the same today. We will only see them if they are hungry. Reminds me of my childhood. Go out and play all day without a care in the world.