My Trek Along the Cumbersome Trail

 

My backpack was way too heavy.  The straps were digging into my shoulders.  The last thing I wanted was to run out of stuff to drink, so when I was packing, I kept loading every little space with liquids.  Now my back hurts along with my feet.

I knew better than to try and break-in new boots, so I put on my most comfortable shoes for the trip.  I had not counted on so much rain, which had me sloshing through puddle after puddle, so along with wet shoes I now had soggy socks.  Hopefully the squishing sound would scare the bears away.

None of this, by the way, was in the handy brochure.  On paper, everything looked fine.  Everything was dry and without rocks and branches crossing the trail.  Their cameraman didn’t take pictures of the real trail.  They apparently cleared an area for the pictures.  How nice of them.  Whatever happened to truth in advertising?

I noticed at mile-marker 2, when I sat down to eat my sandwich, my left shoe had blown-out.  You know, hiking isn’t for everybody.  Maybe I’ll just finish the rest of these beers and head back.