What did I do for Remembrance Day? I went on a hike🙂 Galatea Trail. Nice.
We went with another friend and spent a good 6 hours on our hike. It’s been the first real hike I’ve been on for a couple of years. I had had a bad ankle. And in the process of getting it diagnosed, to getting it fixed, to getting healed… Well, that all took some time. My ankle is not 100% yet, but it is much better. Not quite as strong as it used to be, but one day…
D gave me his gaiters to use, and I had mixed reactions to them. Not that I didn’t want them. I was slightly sad, yet sort of happy at the same time that they would not fit around my calves very well. I’ve got large calves…and .. well.. In the recovery stages of my ankle healing…. My one calf shrank. It shrank alot. It shrank enough that I could finally fit into those long zip up boots all the cool girls always wear. I was sort of hoping that I could somehow get my other calf to shrink, and then I would be in business of being able to buy myself some calf length boots. I don’t know what or how this was going to happen, but hey! I was half way there.
Now, it would appear I am not. Somewhere along the way, the muscles have reformed on my skinny calf. I’m not perfectly symmetrical yet, but getting closer. I don’t know how that happened, but it has happened and I rejoice at the thought of being symmetrical…. Yet, I sort of mourn the loss of the boot buying frenzy I was planning.
So anyway, we went on our hike. It was snowy and snowing. It was beautiful. We were there early enough that there were not alot of people on the trail. Yippee!!! I don’t like people sometimes, and when I am out hiking in the wilderness, it really makes it not so secluded when there are a million other people milling about. There is no absolute quiet when you are enjoying the view… in silence. Silence is hard to come by when there are other hikers helter-skelter everywhere.
As well, I’ve got this slight competitive streak in me. I don’t like getting passed. I don’t know what it is, but I’ll do whatever I can not to be passed while hiking on a trail. I don’t mind getting passed if I’m in a car, but on foot, this really bugs me. It’s sort of a personal assault to my fitness level and my place in this world. You can usually hear the other hikers, chatting and having a good time… and getting louder and closer all the while! When passed, you have to get off of the trail to make room for those better than you. It’s admitting defeat. Yes, you are better than me…. I am weak and out of shape… You are clearly the alpha male. I am the weak underling…. I hate that… One of these days!
We reached a campsite and had our lunch. The picnic tables and benches were under a foot of snow, but luckily someone had left behind a rake… a rake? Yes, a rake. Were they raking the leaves out here? 6km up the side of a mountain??? Why would you rake the leaves in a forest?… Like, it’s a forest! It’s suppose to have undergrowth and leaves and branches and stuff…. It did come in handy though, and a spot was raked off for us to sit and eat our lunch.
Being fairly out of shape, I was of course fairly overheated. The falling snow had sealed the deal. As the light and fluffy flakes fell onto my very warm self, the snow melted and my jacket became fairly wet. Half way through my sandwich, I started getting cold. Brrr…. So sad, the sun was just starting to break and we could see some blue sky, and an awesome view was appearing.
I inhaled the rest of my lunch and after the struggle of re-tightening the laces on my boots, we were off again. Headed back toward the car. Off. As. soon. As.. Laces… gloves. Gaiters… Ugh! I don’t know why my laces loosened up, but they did. Well, lets just say it was a bit of a struggle.
It’s amazing how you always get a different perspective when going down the same trail you just came up. I am so glad I wasn’t the navigator, because very little looked familiar to me.
And… did I mention I haven’t gone hiking in a while? My quadriceps started straining on the way down. Each step down gave them a stretch, and they started groaning under the exertion.. or was that me? hard to say.
Wow, I could barely walk by the time we made it back to the car. One quick pee break, and then I was so happy to be sitting. Sipping hot coffee from my trusty thermos as we headed for home.