It wasn't quite Mt. Everest or even Timp (speaking of which, I really want to hike that this summer--any takers?) But it was perfect for little legs. We hiked to our local letter 'P'. Noelle cried the whole way down since she felt wronged being cooped up in a hiking backpack. And if he didn't weigh 30 pounds more than her, Mitch would have gladly traded her places since he started to complain that his legs were 'sooooo tired'.
It isn't the most scenic hike, unless you really love sagebrush and deer pellets, but the view from the top is nice.
And if you just looked at this picture you might get the wrong idea that nobody was having a good time. But we just have Camera-itis. The second the camera was put away and nobody was yelling at the kids to look happy and be still, they looked perfectly photogenic.
Also, if you do this hike you may want to take little boys with you. There are all sorts of potty jokes you can get from the letter 'P' and it never gets old. Trust me!