making myself really sore!

This weekend Troy and I went on our hiking and camping trip we've been looking forward to all summer. Troy has been before, by himself. He's hiked halfway in, camped overnight on the trail, hiked back out. I begged him to take me back, which he did a year ago, but he had a hurt knee and we only hiked half the distance. Months later he implied that, though his knee was hurt, he also worried at the time that I wasn't up to the whole hike. Which made me furious! So I've been looking forward to going back with him for a long time.



The trail is not a loop. So if you hike the whole thing you have to have a ride back to your vehicle. Which we didn't, as we took the jeep over. So we just hiked halfway in and then back out the next day. Someday we'll figure it out and hike the whole thing at once. It says it takes 11 hours, but really, we did it in 8.5 hours. We're awesome.

The difficulty ranking of "rugged" means there really isn't a "trail" so much as a series of trees and rocks with the blue marking to follow. Your "trail" consists of boulders to scale, smaller rocks to scramble over on foot, as well as massive tree roots, sticks, branches, leaves and those huge hickory nut balls that can get under your feet and really turn an ankle if you're not careful. You really have to watch your feet while you walk. And there are ups and downs to it also.



See, here's a portion of the trail. Walking on these rocks is a little treacherous because it's so easy to turn an ankle. If you have a backpack on, like we did, with our food provisions, clothes, bed rolls and sleeping bags, they can weigh about 30 lbs. If the weight is evenly distributed in the pack, it's not a big deal at all, in fact the weight on your back can help to kind of push you forward when you are walking up hill. But God help you if you trip on a rock, because that backpack will try it's darndest to TAKE YOU DOWN.



Here's a scary looking tree along the trail!

Troy's hiking nemesis is spider webs along the way. He used a tree branch to try to get them out of the way as we went. I would have hiked ahead of him, as they don't bother me that much, but he has a faster pace than I do....so.....I listened to him gripe about them instead. My favorite quote from Troy on the way back the next day was "I'd roll in horse poop all day long if I didn't have to deal with these spider webs." (part of the trail is also an equestrian trail, so you come across manure a lot too)



Troy the spider hater, demonstrating spider-like characteristics. He can't resist climbing bluffs.

So about 3:00ish we reached the half-way point and set up camp. The one bad thing that happened was our water purifier stopped working, or broke. So we had to boil lake water in the morning to drink. Ugh! Other than that, it was all good. We took military ready to eat meals with us. We love them, we think they get a bad rap! The main courses taste like something out of a can, like Campbells or Dinty Moore Beef Stew, but so what! The sides they pack in there are always a fun surprise to me. I got dried, sugared cranberries in mine, and they were delicious! And there's always also some kind of dessert, like m&ms and crackers with some kind of spread (cheese, apple jelly, chocolate peanut butter), so what's not to like?



Troy fishing at the campsite with a fishing pole he made from a tree branch (no luck) and me eating the giant tootsie rolls that were in my MRE.

And speaking of Troy crafting things, he's a blacksmith, you know. With an interest in all things "Smithy", he occasionally will make knives. And he carries these knives with him while camping, because he has them in all sizes. One of these was a huge knife that he figured would be good for whacking away at tree branches or getting rid of spider webs. Before we left he used some leather scraps that were left behind in his shop by previous occupants to make a leather sheath for the knife. He says it's really crude, just something he put together to take the knife with us this weekend, but I thought it looked pretty cool.




I can't get a good shot (non-blurry) of him because he walks pretty fast, but there is his knife sheath sticking up from the back of his backpack. It looks like it would be a cool part of a Native American Halloween costume!




Troy said his "dogs were barking" and he went to the water to soak his feet. I did too. Especially with the backpack on, going downhill on those rocks just kills my toes. I didn't think anything else hurt at the time, but I discovered the next morning when I put my backpack back on that my shoulders were sore as well. My whole body just said "Whoa, I didn't complain too much yesterday, but this backpack and hiking kind of hurts" And I worried a little about hiking out. I'm a 42 year old mom. I don't train for things like this. I'm not obese by most people's standards, but certainly overweight and out of shape. I love being outside, and especially in a rugged way. And these hikes are conducive to a lot of deep thinking, which is good for the soul, too. But I'm not an athlete.

We slept in our sleeping bags by the campfire. No tent, of course, because who wants to pack that? The weather was perfect. It turned cool when the sun went down. The stars were awesome. The owls hooted a little, didn't hear many tree frogs. Very nice. I slept well, Troy had to keep the fire going, though, so he didn't so much. I remember at 2:00 thinking that if I woke up again and the fire needed more wood I would take care of it. The next thing I knew it was 6:00.

We put our backpacks back on our sore, stiff bodies and headed out. We ran into an actual person a little way on the trail, a runner in an orange jersey with the #31 on it. So we thought maybe he was part of a 5K through the trail or something, but we never saw anyone else. He cheerfully declared to us that all the spider webs along his running path were taken care of for us. I told Troy that runners are happy people and he said "They better be, because running sucks." Our attitude was a little different on day 2. We got the hang of it all again a couple miles in.



Here I am on the hike back. I did see things on the way back that I didn't notice on the way in. It got really dry as we hiked in and where there was normally running water (where Troy camped previously) there was nothing. So I was surprised on the way back to see the main river again and noticed how big and wide it really is! And the bluffs along the river are very pretty, which I didn't notice so much on the way in, focusing on my feet so much.



Ha! Here is sweaty, happy me at the trail head again. I know, I totally missed my super model calling, right? It feels good to have hiked 15 miles!

We were happy to get in our jeep at the end and drove down the road to get some fountain drinks before heading home. Well we needed to sit somewhere and eat before home, actually. We really wanted to eat at Ernesto's in Parsons, but apparently the only restaurant open in Parsons (small town USA) on Sunday is Sirloin Stockade. All you can eat steak special on Labor Day weekend! Good enough for us.