
My strategy- hike the trail and when the guys went off trail stay behind with my dog, water and snacks, a walkie-talkie, and my book-went by the wayside when Jay announced, "I don't think we are on the trail anymore."
Had I been thinking more clearly I would have turned back then and found the trail by myself. But I didn't and so I found myself repeating the hike I never wanted to do again, only this time with my dog in tow.

Lily is a good hiker but she had never experienced this type of rugged terrain before. There were points where we pushed her up boulders and over ledges and she turned around wanting to go back down. There were some place so steep that we tied a rope around her and pulled her up.

At other points where the crevices between boulders too deep and picky underbrush too tall we put Lily on Jay's back and carried her across.



I was surprised to find some flowers still blooming at the top of the mountain. These are long gone in the valley.




2 comments:
what color are your toenails now?
The hike was only about 7 hours rather than 13. My toenails hurt afterward but recovered more quickly so I think I'm good toenail-color wise. Thanks for asking :)
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