In the meantime, my mom and husband prepared to make their way to Harper's Ferry. Their breakfast that morning was just some oatmeal (my breakfast was waffles and eggs). From the looks of their photos, this section of the height is gorgeous. Both said they were pretty tired on this section. My mom thinks a lot of their fatigue was because they didn't have a bigger breakfast and what they had didn't offer protein for their muscles.
The views from Weverton Cliffs were spectacular, but the trail down was killer. After descending Weverton Cliffs, the trail goes under an overpass and follows the C&O Canal footpath. My mom thought the area under the overpass was creepy, and the footpath seemed never ending. This was mostly because they were both tired and ready to be done. My mom also said that they could see the church steeple in Harper's Ferry so they thought they were close, but in reality they still had miles left to hike.
|My husband with my cousin and I photobombing in the background|
My cousin, aunt and I were patiently waiting for their arrival. We were watching the stairs that lead up to the footbridge over the river. Finally I noticed a familiar form slowly pulling himself up the steps. We made our way down the bridge to meet them. They were so tired, they didn't even notice the shenanigans going on just past my husband's shoulder. We all walked back across the bridge and met up with my dad and son who came to take us all home. We weren't able to find any parking available, so we said our good byes to my aunt and cousin and headed out to find food.
I don't think I've ever seen two people enjoy food more. There's just something about eating a burger when you've been eating your meals out of a Ziploc bag after adding boiling water to them. I'm hoping to get back and finish the parts of the Maryland section that I missed. Luckily it's only a two day trip, so I won't miss any time from work plus I'm hoping my 10 year old goes as well. He recently received his own Osprey backpack so he can start joining us for trips.