Storm of the Century
That’s what the tell me.
Snow, hurricane force winds, rain and other fearful stuff.
This, of course should have tipped you off that we had planned our fisrt backpacking trip of the season for this weekend.
No. We did not cancel it. Because… well… Capt. Shutter is insane. And our young hiking buddy, who I’ll call Bear Bait for now, is too young and dumb to know better. Actually, he pronounced himself as ‘fearless.’ And that leaves the WAN-Man and me. And I guess we weren’t going to be shone up by these younger guys.
So I’m packed. My new ‘light-weight’ pack has so much shit lashed to it, that it kind of defeats the purpose.
Wet, cold, windy.
This is dumb.
I’ll take pictures.
Stay tuned.
And if this does mange to turn into a blizzard. And you turn on the news and hear about 4 foolish backpackers stranded in Central Pennsylvania. That’s not us. It’s four other guys.
Have a great weekend, slackers.
