Today I was reminded of early spring hiking on Vancouver Island: rain and lots of it. Oh yes – also running rillets and soggy puddles. What made this even more exciting though, was that we had wet snow to contend with at the top of the hill (mountain?) and icy patches along the way.
To add to our general fun outing was the temperature – three degrees when we started out and not getting all that much warmer along the way. We did see sun and patches of blue sky on the way down – this caused us all untold joy.
Clearly, however, people in the Koots are spoiled when it comes to the no-rain situation. As our leader explained to us: 24 people signed up to come on the hike. Five of us actually went.
Bunch of wimps. (insert smiley face here)
It was a good day – four hours of hiking, which was good for my sore ribs. I discovered today that the worst thing I can do to them is give them a jolt, which happened often on the way down. You know – those big steps down off rocks or logs.
The hot bath when I cam home was heaven!
The sun shining in through my window right now is all the therapy I need.
