I was just a kid, we tooled all over the place, including Arcadia NP (of course). One of the coolest things we did was in a place I have no idea of where we were. We called it "steppin' stones" when all six of us kids would go up a river on the exposed rocks.

Someplace up there we found a river that was loaded with them and my parents just let us spend the whole day steppin' stones way upstream, collecting natural artifacts and goofing around.

I wish I had known then how much that stuff would mean to me nowadays.

Ah, say, "la vee".