We didn't wander far and opted to go to Glen Canyon in San Francisco. The canyon felt like a world away. All your senses were challenged -- it was strikingly quiet and you could hear the birds flying above you, the smells were different (like eucalyptus and wet leaves), and there were few people in sight.
I brought along a big baggie for Jack to put his treasures in.
We climbed up a set of stairs and walked along the ridge that led us past some rocks formations, to another set of stairs, and up a hill where we sat and rested before making our way slowly back down.
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