Ed and I had our 1st hike this year, just over an hour. I was all dorked out with a pole and double water waist-pack. Eddie + pole = no camera. And I'm glad I didn't take my camera, because there wasn't one thing to photo.
We went up the blue to the upper, then headed for Rock City before we were thwarted by too much mud. We saw some teens creating a mud ramp new bike run along the NS gate trail and off to the east. I hope it's safer than the crazy ramps over on the west side.
Although I took 800 mg preventive ibuprofen, by hip was stiff and burning early on. It never got worse, and I was thankful.
I started thinking on the trail about how when I don't see really interesting things, like cool new bugs or reptiles, whatever I do see turns out to be the most interesting. Sometimes that's as lame as tent caterpillars or roly polies. And I thought, what happens when I don't even see those? What then becomes the most interesting thing on the trail? Today, the most interesting thing, other than the teens, were the sloggy muddy spots in the trail. But we had a great time anyway.
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