Daddy and I hiked to the top of James Peak. It's 13,300 feet high. I don't know what that means, but it was a BIG hill, and there was snow! I threw some at my friend Dylan's Daddy. It was fun. I was a little uneasy at the top. I don't want to be as high as the clouds. I think my favorite part was riding in Daddy's truck. I never got to do that before. We got up early and drove a long way, then we hiked up and had some almond butter and jelly on raisin toast. I don't know why daddy was so tired afterwards, I thought it was easy.
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Dear Jojuf and daddy John,
You are so lucky to be able to hitch a ride to such a beautiful place - I would have to crawl on my hands and knees. I love you all! Great Grandma B in PA
Daddy says that if you come up he would gladly carry you up on his back. Does that mean that I have to walk?
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