Oot and aboot, ay

Um, the spot that I'm referring to in the video is what most people don't know about, not that Ted Bundy killed in the state I live in (and one in the area).

So, today (Sunday) I went for my usual hike, trying to push myself a bit more than the last one. I decided to take a hike up to an area called "Hell's Hole". Not many people know the particular spot, or that there is such a place. It's a waterfall that has sheer rock cliffs around it, as well as it being totally overgrown with brush and trees. You have to know where to drop in or else you could fall and kill yourself. It has been over ten years since I was up there last. Since then, someone has placed ropes in certain spots to help with the climb in and out of there. That made things nice.

Most of the areas that my buddies and I would hang out at, like doobage cave, have been obscured by plant life. I tried to find a tree at the top of the waterfall that I carved "M@tt + Jennifer" on and found the piece of earth that the quakie was growing from was severely undercut by the creek. I didn't want to risk it and so I have no idea if my little Jr. High crush memento ever survived the test of time.

I tripped into a sticker bush. That's how I roll, yo. I spent a half hour taking off articles of clothing and de-burring them. I now have proof that there is such a thing as karma, because right before that happened I called a bird a "li'l f*cker" because it was giving me shit. Well, it was defending this damn log and flapping it's wings in a threatening manner. It wouldn't stop giving me the evil eye, either.

The thing that was cool, and uncool, about this hike was that a new trail system has been developed in this area, linking the old trail segments and eliminating a ton of bushwhacking in the process. I saw a fork on the way up and thought that the trail did a loop, connecting two valleys up in the mountains. On my way down I took another old trail that I knew would take me to the other valley, thinking that the new trail looped. It didn't. It was about 8PM when I had this moment of "genius". It was dark in the forest and big animals starting effing with my brain. Yeah, I'm like way smart because I hike alone. I can talk like that because I am officially now a blond. We do have more fun, though.

It was at that point that I checked to see if my phone was getting bars in that area. It was, but not too strong a signal. I called one buddy up real quick and had a broken up conversation about guitars for about five minutes and then he had to go. It was then, as I was finding myself lost in the forest that a wood nymph flew up to my shoulder and whispered me to me, helping me as I found my way out. I know it sounds unreal, but it really happened. I swear that I did not smoke anything at doobage cave...maybe some moss, but that's beside the point. I did get thrown off course quite a ways, but I eventually made my way back to Clyde. Thank you, my little wood nymph. I will have to do something in return for your help. Know of any lawns that need fertilizing?

BTW, check out the view I had this evening...