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Published: 2018-11-12T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 17

We continued on our march, my spirits far lower than they were twenty minutes before. We emerged from the protection of the tree line that served as our wall against the snow. The storm appeared to have gotten stronger. Winds had increased in intensity gusting so forcefully staying upright was difficult. Don’t get me started on the snowflakes; they had increased in size falling with greater rapidity. The cynical side of my brain immediately began thinking that this was all a conspiracy perpetrated by Mother Nature to punish me for all my complaining. Why couldn’t she teach me a lesson by raising the temperature twenty or thirty degrees? That’d sure put me in my place. Bart led us in a wide arc around, what appeared to be nothing. There was a drop off forty feet or so to our left, however there wasn’t anything that I could see that would prevent us from traveling in a straight line. It just didn’t make any sense to me; then again I wasn’t the one holding the map.

My right foot felt heavy almost to the point of dragging. I paused taking a glance down discovering my snowshoe hung loosely by a strap, which was torn nearly in two. It collected snow as I walked making my progress sluggish. Great, the strap must’ve gotten cut on a sharp branch somewhere along our hike. I shrugged out of my pack placing it on the ground in front of me. I knelt down in an attempt to repair my snowshoe. I rummaged around in my pack taking out a couple of thin bungee cords roughly eight inches long. I managed to reinforce the damaged strap by creating an “X” around my boot using the bungee cords to hold everything in place. I stood moving around in a circle discovering that the bungee cords worked well. Satisfied with my jury-rigging, I closed my pack struggling back into the darn thing. Man it was heavy. My pack felt like Tilly had packed Mari’s entire kitchen into it. Along with a Weber Grill and a full bottle of propane. I know I’m exaggerating but come on already. Putting on a fully loaded pack is difficult to begin with. Add in snow gear along with the conditions that I currently found myself in and you have a recipe for complaining.

 

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Author:Robert York [York, Robert]

Language: eng

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Published: 2018-11-12T00:00:00+00:00
Chapter 17

We continued on our march, my spirits far lower than they were twenty minutes before. We emerged from the protection of the tree line that served as our wall against the snow. The storm appeared to have gotten stronger. Winds had increased in intensity gusting so forcefully staying upright was difficult. Don’t get me started on the snowflakes; they had increased in size falling with greater rapidity. The cynical side of my brain immediately began thinking that this was all a conspiracy perpetrated by Mother Nature to punish me for all my complaining. Why couldn’t she teach me a lesson by raising the temperature twenty or thirty degrees? That’d sure put me in my place. Bart led us in a wide arc around, what appeared to be nothing. There was a drop off forty feet or so to our left, however there wasn’t anything that I could see that would prevent us from traveling in a straight line. It just didn’t make any sense to me; then again I wasn’t the one holding the map.

My right foot felt heavy almost to the point of dragging. I paused taking a glance down discovering my snowshoe hung loosely by a strap, which was torn nearly in two. It collected snow as I walked making my progress sluggish. Great, the strap must’ve gotten cut on a sharp branch somewhere along our hike. I shrugged out of my pack placing it on the ground in front of me. I knelt down in an attempt to repair my snowshoe. I rummaged around in my pack taking out a couple of thin bungee cords roughly eight inches long. I managed to reinforce the damaged strap by creating an “X” around my boot using the bungee cords to hold everything in place. I stood moving around in a circle discovering that the bungee cords worked well. Satisfied with my jury-rigging, I closed my pack struggling back into the darn thing. Man it was heavy. My pack felt like Tilly had packed Mari’s entire kitchen into it. Along with a Weber Grill and a full bottle of propane. I know I’m exaggerating but come on already. Putting on a fully loaded pack is difficult to begin with. Add in snow gear along with the conditions that I currently found myself in and you have a recipe for complaining.

After I got myself situated I looked around discovering that I was alone. Everyone had continued on without noticing that I’d stopped. Dammit! I’d been so stupid. I hadn’t called out indicating I had an issue, which is what you’re supposed to do while hiking so things like this didn’t occur. I’d chide myself later about my lack of hiking etiquette; right now I had to catch up to the others. I could see far enough ahead where their tracks disappeared around a large rock about forty or fifty yards away. If I hurried I could catch up to them. I learned a while back in math class that the shortest distance between any two points is a straight line.

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