As far as steps go, I did the most. In total, there were supposed to be 500 step. Instead, there were 504 going up, I had to go up and down 5 times each time I did 36 and to go down, the way I went, I was the only one, there were 524 steps. They were hard to count and it may not have been worth the effort. These “500” steps led to a stage like thing close to the top of one of the hills. From there, we could see where we were riding the boat yesterday. It was so different from the top that at first I did not believe them. Before the steps we stopped on the side of the road and looked at another place to view just that time, we did not need to climb up the stairs. At that viewing place we could count 116 peaks (of the hills) and at the top of the stairs, there were more. So many I did not bother to count or we would have been stuck there another hour. Up top was the place where I realized how big the river actually was. It was too bad that it was cloudy. If not, we could have seen way far out and the color could have been a little better. Once in a while the sun would pop out but still through a tiny layer of clouds so there was not any blue sky. I know that it would have been a little nicer with the sun but the heat was great so I was glad (and I did not need to worry about the pictures for dad and mom take them).
Mom taking a picture that I did not need to take
That would be me and Leendert at the top.
Going up the stairs.
View from the top.