All day at Bar 717 Ranch.
I spent my Sunday at the camp I went to for 6 summers as a kid, where I worked as a counselor during my college years, and continue to visit today.
I went for 2 trail runs and jumped in the river a few times between training some of their staff on the ropes course I ran when I worked there.
I left the next morning, tired and happy with my well-used vibrams drying on the backseat. I could see them in the rear view mirror, reminding me of my weekend adventures as I made the 5 hour drive home.
