A little cooler, 43°. Somehow when somebody texted me this morning Holly got separated from us and I've just spent 10 minutes chasing along the lower trail to run up and meet her at the bridge as she somehow got herself onto the upper trail coming back towards the parking lot. But we are now reunited and thank goodness for her satellite tracker!
A very wide-ranging discussion mostly about what is and isn't "art". Anyone would have thought we'd sent my daughter to a liberal arts college or something!