Yesterday, Saturday, May 15, Chuck and I hit the trail again. Finally! I know you all have been waiting; Chuck has even been told that one post every 2 weeks is unacceptable. I'd type myself if it weren't impossible.
Anyway, we left the house without a plan. But, it wasn't too long before Chuck announced that we were going to finish what we started two weeks ago. We were going back to Caribou Mountain. We had left Auburn late, so it was 1:45pm before we got on the trail. The leaves are open on the trees and so the smells were a bit different. I was a little nervous as we started hiking, but Chuck kept going, so I followed.
After about 15 minutes, we encountered a horse and rider on the trail. I didn't say anything to the horse, but it looked like Batman. It was wearing some kind hat with pointy ears, kind of like Batman's cowl. Weird. I thought Chuck should take a picture, but he didn't, I think he was a bit intimidated.
A bit later, it started to rain. Chuck put on his raincoat to make it stop and it did. He was watching the rain on the radar on his cell phone and new we were going to stay dry. Note to inventors: Chuck thinks hiking GPS thingys should have a weather radar overlay; someone get on that.
Pretty soon, two giant black dogs came flying down the trail. I started running away, all the while barking like I was chasing something. Chuck eventually managed to pick me up out of the hackle hair, and two pretty girls came running. They were dressed in Spandex (the girls not the dogs) which was a bit strange. They apologized; they thought Lucy had been eaten, and then they went on their way. We continued on.
Three guys came down the trail a little further on, one talked to us about his truck, a gold Toyota with ladder racks that we must have been parked next to. Not really sure what that was all about...
As we started to near the top, the wind picked up. We were now in what looked like scrub evergreens, though we were about a thousand feet from timberline. The wind in those trees was like a jet engine. Very spooky. The summit must provide amazing views on a sunny day. We hiked for the challenge; no whip cream on top for us:(
The hike down was slow, Chuck being careful not to break something; he has a history. He's pretty smart; hiking alone, out of shape and pushed beyond what he should have. And, the way down is always harder... but, he was very careful and everything worked out alright.
It was a fun day; a bit rushed, perhaps, by the late start, but a nice hike nonetheless. Chuck may be ready to start hiking with others:)
Anyway, we left the house without a plan. But, it wasn't too long before Chuck announced that we were going to finish what we started two weeks ago. We were going back to Caribou Mountain. We had left Auburn late, so it was 1:45pm before we got on the trail. The leaves are open on the trees and so the smells were a bit different. I was a little nervous as we started hiking, but Chuck kept going, so I followed.
After about 15 minutes, we encountered a horse and rider on the trail. I didn't say anything to the horse, but it looked like Batman. It was wearing some kind hat with pointy ears, kind of like Batman's cowl. Weird. I thought Chuck should take a picture, but he didn't, I think he was a bit intimidated.
A bit later, it started to rain. Chuck put on his raincoat to make it stop and it did. He was watching the rain on the radar on his cell phone and new we were going to stay dry. Note to inventors: Chuck thinks hiking GPS thingys should have a weather radar overlay; someone get on that.
Pretty soon, two giant black dogs came flying down the trail. I started running away, all the while barking like I was chasing something. Chuck eventually managed to pick me up out of the hackle hair, and two pretty girls came running. They were dressed in Spandex (the girls not the dogs) which was a bit strange. They apologized; they thought Lucy had been eaten, and then they went on their way. We continued on.
Three guys came down the trail a little further on, one talked to us about his truck, a gold Toyota with ladder racks that we must have been parked next to. Not really sure what that was all about...
As we started to near the top, the wind picked up. We were now in what looked like scrub evergreens, though we were about a thousand feet from timberline. The wind in those trees was like a jet engine. Very spooky. The summit must provide amazing views on a sunny day. We hiked for the challenge; no whip cream on top for us:(
The hike down was slow, Chuck being careful not to break something; he has a history. He's pretty smart; hiking alone, out of shape and pushed beyond what he should have. And, the way down is always harder... but, he was very careful and everything worked out alright.
It was a fun day; a bit rushed, perhaps, by the late start, but a nice hike nonetheless. Chuck may be ready to start hiking with others:)
