We were greeted in the parking lot by a cat. Dave was thrilled.
The tunnel is at the bottom of a cliff called Lover's Leap, named after two Indians of warring tribes who fell in love, then tossed themselves over the side since they couldn't be together.
That's a pretty sucky way to die.
We ran a little further and found an old cabin, so we went inside. It was crazy dark so we couldn't really see anything. Still, proof we were there:
Sweaty and tired (we're so unaccustomed to hills!) we got back in the car and began the long trek home.
After a short stop at Kroger, numerous bathroom breaks, and nothing else much eventful, we made it home!
Unfortunately, it's right back in the car for me this morning. I'm headed back down to work. So not excited to be in the car again!