Wow we are all getting old in a hurry. As I relayed, but am still in a bit of shock over, the initial hiking adventure occurred 15 years ago this Spring. Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains. I remember...
1. Holly getting "lightheaded" after about 200 yards of walking with 4.5 pounds of sweatshirts in her pack.
2. The bear bag...I don't think a bear cub could get it...on the first try.
3. Carrying gallon jugs of water and gobs of canned food.
4. "I DON'T CARE, I DON'T CARE!!!" The level-headed one of the group becoming the first one to lose it.
Other trip memories include...
1. Duke the wonder puppy talking Marc into carrying his food. And me having to save him from a very cold and very extended dip in the river.
2. The night we almost got killed by the bear in our camp that turned out to be a racoon eating said dog food.
3. Dragging the tree limbs through the campground with Marc (is that right?) sitting in the trunk of the trusty camping vehicle...the Honda Accord.
4. Snow in Georgia.
5. It just goes on and on.
Man those were fun trips. I'd do them again in a heartbeat. What do you remember?
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