Four Miles
August 2010
Four miles, two of swamp, boulders and felled trees
Two and one-half miles of adventure
Scared a buck, spotted a doe, heard an eagle
One-half mile of excruciating torture
Dragging and praying every inch
It’s not age, it’s idleness
It’s not fat, it’s consumption
It’s not fatigue, it’s weakness
It isn’t orthopedic, it’s delusion
Today four miles, two miles of rugged
Tomorrow…
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| Entering the trail-10:30am |
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| Dense woodland both sides. 'Think' it's part of Superior National Forest. |
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| End of the trail. WHAT trail??? Perch Lake. 12:16pm |
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| As close as I could get without being swallowed by swampland. |
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| This was a part of the trail. I'm pretty proud of myself!! |
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| Timber Wolf Lodge quarry. 1:04pm. Only another quarter mile to the cabin. By now, I was praying for a vehicle but none arrived to save me (thanks Nanci), and I got back to the cabin at 1:30pm. Only crippled for a few hours. Those who know me are aware that this is pretty impressive. |
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