(Everyone knows I am the luckiest guy in the world. We seldom have secrets, just now she looked across the table and saw this title and said to me, “I said, follow me, but not take pictures of my butt all day!” Exact quote. (That may be the last thing I EVER type, just in case, it has been fun! LOL)
About the year 2000 (remember when things went crazy) Well they didn’t miss Sherry. She said, “Hey come on and you follow me this time, we are gonna hike the Appalachian Trail!”
I said okay girl, you lead I will follow. After all it is my time to follow you have followed me all over the world. So we started I followed her over creeks..
Up rocky slopes as we climbed hundreds of mountains.
Down the other sides of mountains. She did many mountain downs, on her pretty behind.
She descended Mt. Katadin(partly), like that, but it was at night also.
Up some falling apart laid stairs. Laid by workers on the trail years ago.
This is about the time she started complaining, “you only take pictures of my behind.” She is sweet, but I had to explain that is my view from following and I ain’t complaining, (why should she?)
So at my sweet hearts request, I tried to resist taking pictures of her Back side. I’ll admit it is a good side, but not her BEST! So on the tops of some Mts, I took some leisure shots.
These are atop some of the beautiful White Mts in New Hampshire. By this time we had hiked about 1850 miles. (Over 5 or 6 different summers)
We have had some physical complaints, mostly muscle/joint/heels. From this point.(Picture above) We went down a big Mt., Rocks were the size of cars and trucks with a small stream part way falling with us. These took a toll on my girl. To the point where she would throw the pack down the Mt, and then follow it. TRUE.
Yet we want to finish the Trail we still need to hike about 350 miles. It is a good feeling out there on your own, Beautiful! (behind and all.)
Thanks for coming by the log.
PS: Sherry has wanted to do a couple things. One was hike the AT, the other we drive thru a tree.
The other times we had been in California, the snow was too deep where the tunnel trees were. This time we found the Chandler tree, disconnected the car, and she got to fulfill her wish.
This is our first Motor Home. It was great!!!