hike from hell
My legs are in agony after a foolish attempt to reach Poo-Poo Point on Tiger Mountain. 3 miles each way of basically all uphill (and then of course all downhill on the way back) I'm writing a letter to somebody. They should have put some damn signs on that trail. We kept saying "it's gotta be just around this corner." In truth we never actually made it to Poo-poo point. We stopped 0.6 miles from it because we just so damn tired and wanted to go back. Gus was a trooper in the hiking backpack though, Sean carried him the whole way so he's hurting pretty bad today too. Note to self: start off easier on the hikes.