Like most people in America, Eric and I had off work on Monday. We had thrown around the idea of going swimming, and we were excited when Adam called us to see if we wanted to go to Devil’s Pool.
None of us had been there, but we had heard about it. It’s a swimming hole located in Wissahickon Valley. Eric and I actually went hiking there a few weeks ago, and had been wanting to go back.
Eric and I hopped on our bikes and rode over to Adam’s were we were greeted with a few friends. It was about 23 miles roundtrip to Devil’s Pool, kind of far, but it was a lot easier to ride bikes then drive.
Then we hopped on the Wissahickon Trail, which took us to Forbidden Drive, then we rode that the entire way. Part of the trail is paved, the other part isn’t, which sucked.
We weren’t too sure of where we were going, but figured we could figure it out. Eventually we stumbled upon a bunch of people and we were in the right spot.
They had a small cliff you could climb up and jump off of. Of course I slipped while climbing up and have giant scrapes all over my body.
Eric and I rode home, quickly changed, then rode our bikes to South Philly for dinner. We were too lazy to go to the grocery store and figured heading to Royal Tavern was a better option.
This definitely made riding 23 miles worth it.