Our kind of amusement park.
'Jen, you probably shouldn't try it.'
Deceiving. A crumbling path, sloping the wrong way--I won't do it again...not for a long while. An advantage of an aging memory.
As an aside, Maude A. will immediately notice that we are each wearing two different sets of clothing within this one hike. Either we got very dirty during the hike and changed clothing or we were in fact at Toadstools on two different days.
Back in Utah, a state of immense variety.
On our first trip to 'Toadstools', we drove forty-five minutes and arrived some 1 hour and forty-five minutes later. We were most upset to learn we had lost time. What a waste. On our return, I drove faster, hoping to make up some time. Amazing. The clock read fifteen minutes earlier than our departure time. Impossible! I didn't think I drove that fast.