Adventures and Such

[rebeccmeister]

On Friday afternoon, C and I drove up to a place called Chevelon Crossing to do some camping and backpacking. 'twas great fun. We discovered the meaning of "informal trail," saw lots and lots of cairns that were, at best, moderately useful, did some bushwhacking and backtracking, and saw elk and sheep and lizards and birds and such. I will never tire of the sound of the wind in the trees. The place was extremely peaceful, and we didn't see any other people. It was hard to come back.

On the way back, we drove by a forest fire. It's so dry this year.

I still think of Zack every time I'm in a wild, beautiful place.

Comments

[rebeccmeister.livejournal.com]

See the Wikipedia entry.

[zoobar.livejournal.com]

I once dated a former boy scout, he noted that they learned to always create and use cairns when hiking, backpacking, camping etc.

Unless they were very obvious, I'd usually mistake the ones we encountered for natural piles of rocks. (Some boy scout I'd make!)

[rebeccmeister.livejournal.com]

Yeah, in this case the cairns were moderately helpful because the trail was pretty spotty. Unfortunately, just as the trail became extremely spotty, the cairns disappeared and we were left to our own devices!

But the nice thing about hiking along a stream is that the stream is a nice way to figure out where to go because there are only two possible directions: upstream or downstream. And since we came from the downstream direction, well...

Then the only obstacle was when one of the banks or the other would become really rocky and canyon-like, and we had to create our own trails. Heh.