hikerboy wrote:
not according to e e cummings
I'm not lost. I know where I am. I'm right here.
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hikerboy wrote:
not according to e e cummings
hikerboy wrote:
not according to e e cummings
OzJacko wrote:
Good stuff HB.
Enjoyed the pics and the way you traveled.
hikerboy wrote:
4/22/15 brookshire creek to "secret campsite" 10.8 miles
i woke to another sunny, beautiful dawn, and lingered tll the guys caught up with me. sheepdog mentioned to me superman and he were going to stay at green cove motel overnight. i told him i didnt know if i would as well, would wait till we got there, so we hiked on to tellico river road, it was early in the day, and with the weather so nice, i wanted to take advantage, so we snacked at the picnic tables at the parking turnout, then we said our goodbyes, and they walked down the road towards the motel.
i hiked on till i came to a campsite about .1 off the trail that me and rasty had lunched at. its a pretty site with a beautiful stream that falls over giant mossy boulders.i washed up, cooked dinner, and felt raindrops. a brief while later the heavens opened once again and it poured hard for about an hour. i started to wonder if i shouldve stayed with the guys when it abruptly ended, and a little while later the skies once again cleared.
twistwrist wrote:
The skies always clear...eventually. Remind me of that in a few weeks when I post bitching about being soaked for days.hikerboy wrote:
4/22/15 brookshire creek to "secret campsite" 10.8 miles
i woke to another sunny, beautiful dawn, and lingered tll the guys caught up with me. sheepdog mentioned to me superman and he were going to stay at green cove motel overnight. i told him i didnt know if i would as well, would wait till we got there, so we hiked on to tellico river road, it was early in the day, and with the weather so nice, i wanted to take advantage, so we snacked at the picnic tables at the parking turnout, then we said our goodbyes, and they walked down the road towards the motel.
i hiked on till i came to a campsite about .1 off the trail that me and rasty had lunched at. its a pretty site with a beautiful stream that falls over giant mossy boulders.i washed up, cooked dinner, and felt raindrops. a brief while later the heavens opened once again and it poured hard for about an hour. i started to wonder if i shouldve stayed with the guys when it abruptly ended, and a little while later the skies once again cleared.
You have taken some absolutely "Wow!" pictures! I love so many for their scenic beauty, and the cool old car out there! Awesome! The BMT is definitely on my list to thru.
hikerboy wrote:
no matter how bad you think the weather is never, ever say the words "it cant get any worse"
AnotherKevin wrote:
Amen!hikerboy wrote:
no matter how bad you think the weather is never, ever say the words "it cant get any worse"
Although I will from time to time say, "I can't get any wetter." That can be liberating. Rock hopping, for instance, gets a lot easier once your socks are already saturated.
Astro wrote:
Sort of like when there are mud puddles all over the trail you slow down to avoid them, but when it is pouring and the trail becomes a flowing stream I actually hike faster because obviously your feet are already soaking wet and you want to get where you are going as quick as possible (especially with lightening).AnotherKevin wrote:
Amen!Although I will from time to time say, "I can't get any wetter." That can be liberating. Rock hopping, for instance, gets a lot easier once your socks are already saturated.hikerboy wrote:
no matter how bad you think the weather is never, ever say the words "it cant get any worse"