Monday, January 5, 2015

Musings from the Trail


What if bear bells work in a sort of Pavlovian way, letting the bears know there’s food nearby?  Also those people feeling protected would be pretty disappointed.

When two people walk down the trail together, do four legged animals think it sounds like another four legged animal?

There are only so many ways to say hello to people you pass on the trail.  If I’ve already gone through the rotation a couple of times, or if I’m going uphill, I am likely to grunt or nod, at most.  Don’t be offended.

Trail distance is different from regular distance.  It’s usually something like “It’s five miles to the lake.  How far do you think we’ve gone already?”  “I dunno, must be nearly two miles by now.  Oh, here’s a sign!  Let’s look.”  [Distance to lake: 4.3 miles] “DAMMIT.”

Dads are awesome.  I like how the whole family trips down the trail, unencumbered by so much as a water bottle, while the dad brings up the rear with a 40 lb. pack full of everything from camera to Capri Sun, from swimsuits to sunglasses, hats, snacks, bandaids, jackets, an amputation saw, and the kitchen sink.  It’s really not fair.

Whatever you do not bring with you on this hike – bug repellant, hat, bandanna, knife, tissue, antibac, notepad, cell phone, poncho – will be the thing you need.  Guaranteed.

No matter how deserted the trail is, if you step into the bushes to pee, it will become rush hour.

If you want pictures, take them on the way up (or down).  You are not going to stop on the way back, even if you remember.


The view at the top is always, always “worth it.”