Whut? Clicking, counting, re-counting...
switchbacks? I thought that Wayne had already put that dog to bed.
(I admit that I have not followed the thread, so, like, maybe a mysterious switchback has appeared....or disappeared)
I guess that my goals while hiking are not nearly so, umm, lofty.
On the way up, I am missing fresh fruit, on the way down, while everyone is pining for plops of meat patties, I am anticipating the first bites of lovely fresh fruit.
(PS thank you Steve, again, for making that grocery run in Lone Pine and gathering up a yummy supply of fruit and yogurt last October!
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