MEB
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Originally my sister and I had planned on doing an overnight at Guyot this past weekend but Friday afternoon Sister called saying she was still not feeling well and was going to stay home. Oh what a bummer….it’s 4:00 on Friday afternoon and now I have to decide what to do…go or not go, or just change my plans. So, I made a quick call to the husband so I can ask him what I should do, not that I need someone to tell me what to do, but it helps me make up mind faster. “Go on the overnight. You have been talking about this trip all week long. Plus it will do you good to get out for a long weekend.” Oh, he always knows the right things to say. I kind of was hoping he would say something different as I’ve been in what he calls a “funk” and it would do me good to get out....it would have been just as easy to stay home. My Mom, on the other hand, says I’m at that age….not exactly what I wanted to hear. So, Friday night I pack my pack (with only one slight mishap with my new camel back which resulted in a quick trip to Beans to exchange it for a newer one) and get a good nights sleep.
Saturday I awake nice and early, get a huge cup of gas station coffee and head on over to Lincoln Woods. I’m on the trail just a little after 8:00, well, make that a lot after 8:00. You see, about 10 minutes or so in I realize I forgot my money so I dump my stuff, grab the keys and run back to the car. Back on the trail the miles go by nice and easy and all is going well until I take my first picture and see that my battery is just about dead. Oh well, it could be worse and I continue on.
By the time I reach the summit of Bondcliff I’m ready for a nice break. It was a picture perfect day. I hang out for a while but then continue on, as I want to make sure I get a site at Guyout. So off to Bond I go where I meet up with the first people of the day, a gentleman with two older women. The two gals were completely impressed that I was out by myself. What they did not know though was how impressed and inspired I was to see them out there too. From there I head on down to Guyout and claim a spot in the shelter. I had my tent with me but I’ve never put this one up on a platform before and well, I did not want to look silly trying to figure out how to secure it down.
After dumping most of my stuff and refilling my water I decide to head over to Guyout and then to Zealand and then back over to West Bond. I hang out on West Bond for about an hour or so. Oh, it was so peaceful and beautiful. I prop my pack behind my head and just watch the clouds pass by overhead. Afraid my camera was going to quit I did not take as many pictures as I would have liked to.
Hunger finally sets in so I head back to the shelter to cook myself some dinner. As I’m cooking people are coming and the site starts to fill up quickly. So far it looks like I’ll be sharing the shelter with 3 other people, one of who claims to snore very loudly but has earplugs if I need them. With my belly full and content I lay down on my sleeping bag, start reading my book and slowly slip into a food coma and then to sleep.
I am awakened fairly early by the snorer guy telling a fox to scram. I scramble to find my eyeglasses but the fox is gone by the time I get them on my face. Not to worry though, it was back of and on all morning. Frisky little fox! He was not too shy and obviously must have had handouts based on his behavior. There was another fox in the area but they both moved too quickly for me to get a snapshot of either of them.
Anyway, it just before 8 now and the weather is crappy so off I go into the fog and up to Bond. Heading down from Bond I run into Mats…what a surprise! We talked briefly and then headed on our separate ways. I kept hoping the clouds would lift but they didn’t and as the morning went on the sky just kept getting darker. And then the rain started….I thought it would just be a brief passing shower but this one was persistent and I got soaked! Oh what fun it is to splash around in the mud! I fall two times on the flat parts, first twisting my good ankle and next my bad ankle. Oh I hate that popping sound it makes. Ouch! Blood is now dripping from my right knee and there is more dirt ground into my skin. What a sight I must have been. Back at the car I free my feet from my boots and head on home.
Little Sister I missed you! Don’t worry, I did not go to West Bond for the sunset…I’m saving that for when we go back together!
-MEB
ps...I'll try and get some pics on my webshots but the dial-up from home is soooo slow.
Saturday I awake nice and early, get a huge cup of gas station coffee and head on over to Lincoln Woods. I’m on the trail just a little after 8:00, well, make that a lot after 8:00. You see, about 10 minutes or so in I realize I forgot my money so I dump my stuff, grab the keys and run back to the car. Back on the trail the miles go by nice and easy and all is going well until I take my first picture and see that my battery is just about dead. Oh well, it could be worse and I continue on.
By the time I reach the summit of Bondcliff I’m ready for a nice break. It was a picture perfect day. I hang out for a while but then continue on, as I want to make sure I get a site at Guyout. So off to Bond I go where I meet up with the first people of the day, a gentleman with two older women. The two gals were completely impressed that I was out by myself. What they did not know though was how impressed and inspired I was to see them out there too. From there I head on down to Guyout and claim a spot in the shelter. I had my tent with me but I’ve never put this one up on a platform before and well, I did not want to look silly trying to figure out how to secure it down.
After dumping most of my stuff and refilling my water I decide to head over to Guyout and then to Zealand and then back over to West Bond. I hang out on West Bond for about an hour or so. Oh, it was so peaceful and beautiful. I prop my pack behind my head and just watch the clouds pass by overhead. Afraid my camera was going to quit I did not take as many pictures as I would have liked to.
Hunger finally sets in so I head back to the shelter to cook myself some dinner. As I’m cooking people are coming and the site starts to fill up quickly. So far it looks like I’ll be sharing the shelter with 3 other people, one of who claims to snore very loudly but has earplugs if I need them. With my belly full and content I lay down on my sleeping bag, start reading my book and slowly slip into a food coma and then to sleep.
I am awakened fairly early by the snorer guy telling a fox to scram. I scramble to find my eyeglasses but the fox is gone by the time I get them on my face. Not to worry though, it was back of and on all morning. Frisky little fox! He was not too shy and obviously must have had handouts based on his behavior. There was another fox in the area but they both moved too quickly for me to get a snapshot of either of them.
Anyway, it just before 8 now and the weather is crappy so off I go into the fog and up to Bond. Heading down from Bond I run into Mats…what a surprise! We talked briefly and then headed on our separate ways. I kept hoping the clouds would lift but they didn’t and as the morning went on the sky just kept getting darker. And then the rain started….I thought it would just be a brief passing shower but this one was persistent and I got soaked! Oh what fun it is to splash around in the mud! I fall two times on the flat parts, first twisting my good ankle and next my bad ankle. Oh I hate that popping sound it makes. Ouch! Blood is now dripping from my right knee and there is more dirt ground into my skin. What a sight I must have been. Back at the car I free my feet from my boots and head on home.
Little Sister I missed you! Don’t worry, I did not go to West Bond for the sunset…I’m saving that for when we go back together!
-MEB
ps...I'll try and get some pics on my webshots but the dial-up from home is soooo slow.
