I am becoming philosophical about bushwhacking. It seems that as long as trails have turned into waterfalls, it’s going to be a necessity. And seeing as Saturday’s hike up Lost Mountain is a hike without a trail, I am getting some good training in that area.
I kept myself busy this morning, although I woke up feeling almost as tired as when I went to bed. It’s that foggy head stuff.
But I felt better after “getting things done” and felt much better after getting out with the dogs.
And now: three days of hiking.
It helps a lot given I am doing my best to find a balance between staying well informed and retaining a small bit of my sanity – not an easy thing to do these days.