Let me start by saying that it has taken me nearly 3 hours to come to grips with the events that unfolded during this hike. It is only now that I am emotionally ready to tell the story. I hope this serves as a reminder to those that hike. Please know the group and their abilities before heading out. I suggest that before you continue reading, go grab a snack, maybe some nachos or cheese hoogilies.
On to the trip report...
After the initial invite was sent and attendee's confirmed, they started to drop off. Many reasons were given...
c)Couldn't sleep, slightly exhausted
d)Have the kids
e)Knee doesn't work like it's supposed to
f)I'd prefer to sit on the couch and eat Bon-bon's all day and watch the shopping network, and maybe some Springer.
For "a" thru "e", I understand. For "f", keep it up and you'll be pricing out a gastro-intestinal bypass.
The plan was to meet at Timmies and go to the Skagit River. Really no plans after that except to laugh, hike, and eat. We accomplished all three. The victims of todays adventure were...
Bluecruisin. "You take one more picture of me and I'm gonna...!!!)
Skyhawk. "I kill people that take out of focus pictures!"
Trillium. "Thank you God for keeping Billygoat at home today."
...and me, but I didn't take self-portrait. I'm sure one of the others will post something embarassing of me.
We started off around 9:00am and took our leisurely Slack Ass time on the crunchy but sinking snow. We stopped frequently to take pictures of the surrounding beauty. It was very much a "Snow Falling on Cedars" day.
Soon we reached the bridge and some clearing skies. (We experienced a blue patch of sky for mere minutes, and the snow continued to fall lightly all day.)
Eventually we came to the truck/falls/cabin/abandoned mine.
Here is my thought process when seeing this truck..."Oh, cool truck"..."Huh, bullet holes"..."Hmm, bullet holes = red necks"..."Hey, I wonder how Todd is doing?"
After reading the side of the cabin, I determined that I was the only one in this group still in my thirties. "Oh...well this is rather awkward, isn't it?" (Then I laughed nervously.)
Sue trying her best to look like she's in jail. I have a feeling that if she were ever arrested, she'd smile for her mug-shot as well.
It was at the falls that I discovered that Trillium and Bluecruisin were none other that the infamous "Leki Sisters", well known and much feared throughout the hiking community. (I put on a brave face for fear that they'd find out I'm on to them, but deep down, I was SCARED!)
A muffin top. (A word of advice to all the men reading this trip report; if your wife or girlfriend are wearing jeans that are much too tight around the belly, DO NOT call them your "Little Muffin Top". This will not get you sex.)
We carried on with the intent of getting to Delacey camp, but this was not a goal oriented hike as today we proudly wore the badge of Slack Ass's. We found a nice spot to take some pictures and ended up staying for lunch. Ron, aka "The Shovelnator" created a great spot with a view of the water.
While eating our lunch and sampling a fine Port Sherry, two unknown hikers stumbled upon us, both had no pack and he was wearing jeans that were quite wet. They definatley looked out of sorts. Finally I asked them a very obvious question, "You looking for Gerry and Becky?" The response was expected, "Ya, have you seen them?" Without another word spoken, four Slack Asses from CT raise their hands and all point downstream.
Anita, it was awesome to finally meet you! Looking forward to our next hike.
Sue, you just might be nuttier than me. Time will tell.
Ron, a pleasure as always. Great day today.