I was not much of a hiker until I started dating Darrin. I was convinced that hiking was just really intense walking on sometimes questionable terrain. And if I’m going on a walk, I prefer my walks to be easy-going. Casual. Free from the fear of tripping over a massive tree root or sliding down a rocky hill. So when I say “not much a hiker,” I actually mean “not a hiker.” At all.
But Darrin is a hiker. And when I decided that I was going to marry this redheaded hunk, I also decided to reevaluate my relationship with hiking. And I’m sure glad I did.
We made a stop at Gooseberry Falls on our drive to Lutsen and hiked down to the lower waterfalls of the Gooseberry River. The trails to the falls are easy to hike, even offering visitors a wooden staircase that leads right to the rocks along the water. I could have spent the entire afternoon staring at the waterfall and inching closer and closer to the water. Our afternoon at Gooseberry was apparently a popular time of day to visit. There were lots of families keeping a close eye on their kids hopping across the rocks or swimming in the water. I’ll admit that I prefer Gooseberry Falls without the crowds. I prefer practically everything without the crowds. But we didn’t much care about the busy families or whining kids because that waterfall, you guys. Sure does hog all of your attention.
I’m sure we’ll meet again, Gooseberry!