For Valentine's day some people get candy, some get flowers, dinner, and some even get a massage. What did I get? Sore scratched legs, a skinned knee, and one eye poked.
We can't decide/blame who came up with the wonderful idea to "hike." We traveled past Canyon Lake, on pass Tortilla Flat to the dusty area where few snow birds tread. The weather was lovely and the near blooming cacti hinted at spring. It was like a dream until I heard those dreadful words, "Hey, let's hike up to the cave!"
Bad idea. Not only because I'm the clumsiest person, but because I have Cynophobia. "Sure," I replied. It couldn't have been more than a stone's throw away, right? Wrong.
The "hike" turn out to be me scaling a bed of rock covered in Cat's Claw. I was pretty proud of myself for making it to the cave, somehow, but then I remembered I had to go back down.
Then I heard he most foul idea ever...."Hey, let's hike down to the water down that cliff."
"No," I replied. A poked eye and a few scratches later, I was done
We can't decide/blame who came up with the wonderful idea to "hike." We traveled past Canyon Lake, on pass Tortilla Flat to the dusty area where few snow birds tread. The weather was lovely and the near blooming cacti hinted at spring. It was like a dream until I heard those dreadful words, "Hey, let's hike up to the cave!"
Bad idea. Not only because I'm the clumsiest person, but because I have Cynophobia. "Sure," I replied. It couldn't have been more than a stone's throw away, right? Wrong.
The "hike" turn out to be me scaling a bed of rock covered in Cat's Claw. I was pretty proud of myself for making it to the cave, somehow, but then I remembered I had to go back down.
Then I heard he most foul idea ever...."Hey, let's hike down to the water down that cliff."
"No," I replied. A poked eye and a few scratches later, I was done
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