Looking for something to give you some direction on which trail to hike? Well, here you go.
I did this quiz a few times. Because, well, you know, some days I feel like a nut and some days I don’t. My answer to all of those questions depends.
I’ve started purchasing gear for this. No turning back now. Plus, I figure I better get this done before the trails disappear in an urban environment.
It’s on my mind constantly.
And on a funny marina note, when we were first at Blue Dolphin, almost on a daily basis someone would drop by the boat and yell “Clint, Clint!” They usually had a question, wanted some help, or just wanted to talk.
When we were at Harborwalk, it never happened not ONE . . . SINGLE . . . TIME.
We get back to Blue Dolphin and within 3 weeks, it’s already happened. Last night around 8:30 or so we heard someone yelling for me.
“What the hell is going on?” I thought. I had grown unaccustomed to this from our time at Harborwalk.
I peek my head out the companionway and one of the guys from the dock is standing there. I helped him keep one of his sailboats from sinking last time we were here. Literally. His sailboat sprung a leak and was taking on water and sinking.
“You busy?” he asks.
“Well, I’m finishing up putting this fiddle rail back on the countertop,” I say.
“Oh good, then you can come help me flake my sail on the boom.”
I smile, “Yeah, give me a minute and let me set this clamp to hold the rail in place.”
“OK. I’ll meet you over at my boat.”
And so, I spend 30 minutes listening to him tell me about his adventures that day taking his sailboat out while I help him flake his sail.
I will miss the sailing camaraderie that just naturally occurs because of sailboats. But, I can only imagine that the same thing will happen while hiking.