Mincing Down The Mountain: or, How A Bunch Of Things Went Wrong With Phnee's Day

[mousme]

I am sore beyond words. Also, at work. Also, no sleep for... *counts* 33 hours. Also, drenched (explanation to follow). As such, this post will be in point form.

1- Discount Car Rental = Fail.

The horking big monster they gave me (some sort of Dodge monstrosity with a lot of chrome) is not a "compact." Also, the guy laughed when I told him I was

Comments

[chasingthenuns]

Maybe it's Vermonters. I feel like if you came to Chicago people aren't that friendly. And I love Chicago.

[mousme]

I think it might also be a hiker-solidarity thing. It's just the "done thing" to say hello to fellow-hikers, since you're sharing the experience and whatnot.

[raven_albion]

My favorite person was the woman who, probably half an hour away from the trailhead, told us about the 5-minutes-from-the-third-wooden-bridge landmark. She was all about the solidarity. I could've kissed her, seriously, I thought my knees were going to fall right out from under me at that point.

[fearsclave]

I really should apologize for taking the rain poncho out of my pack before we started up. Not one of my more brilliant moments.

[mousme]

Dude, so not your fault. I went out and bought a rain jacket on Friday, thinking I would bring it along just in case. Of all the stuff I needed to bring, it was the one thing I forgot. Figures.

Any news on Stella?

[bodhifox]

Scarf for the Win! crowgirl13 (who you did not meet, you met her sister) wore it for a half hour as we talked, petting it, saying, "I thoroughly approve of this scarf." I agree. Thank you!