Monday, June 21, 2004
Why is admitting we're lost such a hard thin to do? My mom glanced over at me, "you think we're lost?" No, we're just having an adventure, we'll get out eventually. Another hour passes an again she questions "are we lost yet?"
We had started on a closed road figuring that it had to come out somewhere. But the road melted into a trail leaving behind any people (and snakes) we had so far run into. But we kept on, the end of the trail must be closer than the long hike back up the mountain from which we just came. I mean, come on, we were in Mills River, how big could this forest be?
We went up, down, ignored the many bear prints and thunder, only to look forward on what seemed the never ending trail. We made four river crossings. One was so deep we were soaked up to our waists and my poor old dog would have been pulled down river in the current if I didn't have her on a leash.
Okay, so it wouldn't have been so bad if: we had brought a watch, there were no bear prints, we had water, extra socks, aleve, and if neither me, my mom, and my dog didn't have bad knees and had not forgotten our braces. Oh well. Bug spray would have been nice too.
Finally we saw a sign that said: Turkey Pen Parking Lot. We stood staring dumbfoundedly at the sign. That must be one long trail to the parking lot if it goes all the way to turkey pen, so we opted to stay on the trail we had been following. Well, until we saw the bridge 100 feet later. Mom and I have trail ridden in turkey pen hundreds of times and it only took a glance to recognize that bridge. "Oh my gosh, we are in Turkey Pen!" Mom said. Immediately we turned around and within half an hour we were at the turkey pen parking lot.
But it was empty.
So we hiked down the road from turkey pen to 280 and walked to the closest house at the bottom and made phone calls until wonderful Mrs. Sanders came to our rescue.
But, when we got back to our truck, we had a big surprise. The battery was dead. A quick jump and we were finally on our way home.
Now that I know were the trail is and how long it is, and how to prepare for it, it'd be fun to go back and hike it again. But this time I'll start early in the morning so we don't have to do so much running and I'll bring water.
We had started on a closed road figuring that it had to come out somewhere. But the road melted into a trail leaving behind any people (and snakes) we had so far run into. But we kept on, the end of the trail must be closer than the long hike back up the mountain from which we just came. I mean, come on, we were in Mills River, how big could this forest be?
We went up, down, ignored the many bear prints and thunder, only to look forward on what seemed the never ending trail. We made four river crossings. One was so deep we were soaked up to our waists and my poor old dog would have been pulled down river in the current if I didn't have her on a leash.
Okay, so it wouldn't have been so bad if: we had brought a watch, there were no bear prints, we had water, extra socks, aleve, and if neither me, my mom, and my dog didn't have bad knees and had not forgotten our braces. Oh well. Bug spray would have been nice too.
Finally we saw a sign that said: Turkey Pen Parking Lot. We stood staring dumbfoundedly at the sign. That must be one long trail to the parking lot if it goes all the way to turkey pen, so we opted to stay on the trail we had been following. Well, until we saw the bridge 100 feet later. Mom and I have trail ridden in turkey pen hundreds of times and it only took a glance to recognize that bridge. "Oh my gosh, we are in Turkey Pen!" Mom said. Immediately we turned around and within half an hour we were at the turkey pen parking lot.
But it was empty.
So we hiked down the road from turkey pen to 280 and walked to the closest house at the bottom and made phone calls until wonderful Mrs. Sanders came to our rescue.
But, when we got back to our truck, we had a big surprise. The battery was dead. A quick jump and we were finally on our way home.
Now that I know were the trail is and how long it is, and how to prepare for it, it'd be fun to go back and hike it again. But this time I'll start early in the morning so we don't have to do so much running and I'll bring water.
Friday, June 18, 2004
Visiting Clemson was awesome!!! I'm really excited about going. My dorm is right next to the student union underground (where there are pool and ping pong tables, bowlwing alleys and a dance floor). I made some friends who will be in my classes and ran into a guy I went to elementary school with. I registered for my classes too. All in all it was fun.
Can you tell I'm not quite awake yet. I just woke up and am killing time before I need to get ready for work. I guess I should get going.
Can you tell I'm not quite awake yet. I just woke up and am killing time before I need to get ready for work. I guess I should get going.
Saturday, June 05, 2004
***DISAPPEAR***
Thursday, June 03, 2004
Dang it!! I need some bacon grease but all we have is stinkin' turkey bacon!!! There is no grease in turkey bacon!! Anyone have a grease I can have? Arg.
If anyone wants to go see 12th Night tonight (it should be pretty good). It's at 7:00 and cost $4. That's half the price of a movie. Call me if ya wanna go. Leave a message on my answering machine cause I'll be at work most of the day.
If anyone wants to go see 12th Night tonight (it should be pretty good). It's at 7:00 and cost $4. That's half the price of a movie. Call me if ya wanna go. Leave a message on my answering machine cause I'll be at work most of the day.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
"I've seen my best friends turn into perfect strangers, portraits don't change once they're hung on a wall."
What a depressing song!! True often times, but terribly sad. When I heard it, I wanted to yell out "That won't be us, not our group!" I hope it doesn't, but we never know what the future may throw at us.
I woke up this morning and looked through at the blinds. Although they were closed I could see a sliver of blue and smiled. What a beautiful morning. The cool crisp air, the baby blue, cloudless sky, vibrant, green grass still wet with morning dew...Inhale deeply the sweet aroma of spring melting toward summer. Somedays make getting out of bed more than worth it. We definitely all need to go hiking.
What a depressing song!! True often times, but terribly sad. When I heard it, I wanted to yell out "That won't be us, not our group!" I hope it doesn't, but we never know what the future may throw at us.
I woke up this morning and looked through at the blinds. Although they were closed I could see a sliver of blue and smiled. What a beautiful morning. The cool crisp air, the baby blue, cloudless sky, vibrant, green grass still wet with morning dew...Inhale deeply the sweet aroma of spring melting toward summer. Somedays make getting out of bed more than worth it. We definitely all need to go hiking.
