13 October 2000

 

No Jason in the Woods

We managed to survive Friday the 13th without getting hacked up by Jason in the woods.

And we had some pretty damn good pancakes to start off the day to boot!  Who says you can't eat well in the woods with a little backpacking stove?  And then we headed back towards the lodge.

The hike out was tough.  We had an elevation change of about 750 feet up, which was tough but inspiring as well.  Then we got back on the BAD trail, which seemed to go on forever.  We saw a couple of non-poisonous snakes.  We also saw another group of backpackers, one of whom had on a "Jesus" hat.  The jury is still out on whether or not they were poisonous.  They didn't seem very talkative.  I filled them in on the water situation, but they didn't seem terribly interested.  I guess maybe they figured goD would take care of the water.  Dumbasses.

We finally made it to the lodge, about 2pm.  I'm exhilirated.  The last part of the hike was just devastating -- hard, uphill, bad trail, and fairly warm weather for hiking.  Often backpacking, one gets a high not unlike a runner's high -- caused by the slight oxygen deprivation from the physical exertion -- and I had it going.  We pigged out several times at the lodge -- freeze dried food is much better than it was ten years ago, but it still is no replacement for the real thing -- and just crashed out.

There was a bitchy man in the restaurant when we went down for dinner.  I remembered Bitchy Man, because the same Bitchy Man had been at the damn place when Camille and I stayed at the lodge last November after our kickass 40 mile hike.  Why Bitchy Man is always there when I am I don't know, but he was quite nasty to the waitress in the restaurant, who was actually quite good at her job.  These things bother me.  He actually wagged his finger at her.  I had very pleasant images of grinding that sorry bastard's finger under my hiking boots as I was enjoying my dinner.  Why do a-holes have to be everywhere?  

In contrast, however, we were sitting near the fireplace in the lobby later in the evening, and some very fun biker chick types came in.  One of them gave me a hard time about wearing shorts (it had gotten a little cool outside).  Again, I was amused that people always seem to approach me.  Even fun people on occasion! 

Bed!

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