It’s the sensation that’s sweeping America! Hikers everywhere are letting their cars collect dust and riding bikes to the trailhead. As usual, I’m always into anything new and chic. So today I took the Suburbo assault route up to the Finger Rock trail and went for a short hike — just to be cool like everyone else.
Actually, I can’t imagine anything less cool than strolling along the Pontotoc trail, sweaty and wearing spandex. One guy gave me a very stern, then dirty look, presumably because of my choice of clothing. Maybe my greeting was too friendly…
The walk was nice. And I almost rode the parking lot switchbacks again.
As I rolled out of the last switchback a balding, bearded hiker with 2 hiking poles proceeded to give me an even dirtier look than the previous dirty looker. I said, “Hi, there” and he responded with laser eyes. It was bad enough that I said “Look, I only rode to the wilderness boundary–perfectly legal.” No response.
My knee was feeling well for most of the ride and hike. I could feel it a few times on the hike, but nothing too serious. It’s not up to 100% integrity, sadly.
Last Tuesday I got home from my advisor’s end of semester get together and found the phone ringing. Some undiscernable voice said, “Listen to this…” I heard a roar of people yelling something more undiscernable than the voice.
The rabblers tried three times, but I still couldn’t understand them saying “you SUCK!” Finally I recognized the voice as MR Sadow.
“I just brought 20 of my closest friends together to tell you that you suck.”
My immediate response was, “congratulations, you know how to use alcohol and are drunk.”
I suck, I guess, because I won the raffle drawing for the Santa Cruz Blur frame. One ticket for each trail work party attended. I attended a number of them and may have had the best odds of winning, but I am still surprised.
Now I have to figure out what I’m going to do with such a frame and how to give something back to the club.
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