Freakin' awesome.
Aug. 13th, 2005 02:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aquabeanYup. That's what I am.
Spent the last several weekends trying to convince my dad that our usual 6-8 mile hikes were fine by me. Today? I was duped!
Rune: *driving the car*
Papa: *pointing the hiking map in his lap* See, right there. That's the campsite I was talking about. It's not much further than the trail we did a couple weeks ago.
Rune: I don't know...
Papa: *looks cute and pathetic*
Rune: Okay. Fine. But only 'cause it's not much farther.
Papa: It'll be great!
Wild Turkeys: *are right there on the trail*
Papa & Rune: *do the appropriate nature-squee*
Baby Horned Lizards: *are the size of a quarter and just chillin' in the trail*
Papa: *shoos* No wonder you're almost extinct -- Go on, get off the trail.
Campsite: *is four miles from the trail-head*
Rune: *sitting beneath one of the few unburned giant Oak* Wow. This is actually really cool.
Papa: *reclining in the shade* Yup.
Rune: I'm really glad we came.
Papa: Yup.
Rune: So do we just go back the way we came?
Papa: ...actually, this is halfway along the other--
Rune: So it's like five miles no matter what we do, huh?
Papa: *knows his daughter* The map said this way's downhill the whole way.
Rune: Fine. Let's roll.
Papa: *GRINS*
1st Half of the Trail Back: *is pretty and Entirely Uphill.
Papa: Huh. Maybe I read it backward.
2nd Half of the Trail Back: *is closed and fairly overgrown*
Papa: 'S not so bad. It'll be longer if we try and backtrack.
Rune: I love you, but I know you do this on purpose.
Papa: *pushing grass and weeds out of the trail* I don't know. It's neat to pretend that no human's ever been here before. *passing an old t-shirt left beside the trail* Except for that guy.
Rune: *climbs into the car* You know, the walking wasn't so bad, 'cause now it hurts to sit. I think I could do layin' down alright, but my legs don't remember how to bend.
Papa: Heh.
Papa & Rune: *drive home*
Rune: So how far did we go?
Papa: *consults both map and trail guide* ...Ten and half miles.
Rune: So it's okay that my feet hurt?
Papa: Yeah, it's fine. Just think of how great you'll feel next time when we do it twice.
And now I'm going to go home, shower and either write fic or fall asleep in front of the tv. Whichever comes first.
Spent the last several weekends trying to convince my dad that our usual 6-8 mile hikes were fine by me. Today? I was duped!
Rune: *driving the car*
Papa: *pointing the hiking map in his lap* See, right there. That's the campsite I was talking about. It's not much further than the trail we did a couple weeks ago.
Rune: I don't know...
Papa: *looks cute and pathetic*
Rune: Okay. Fine. But only 'cause it's not much farther.
Papa: It'll be great!
Wild Turkeys: *are right there on the trail*
Papa & Rune: *do the appropriate nature-squee*
Baby Horned Lizards: *are the size of a quarter and just chillin' in the trail*
Papa: *shoos* No wonder you're almost extinct -- Go on, get off the trail.
Campsite: *is four miles from the trail-head*
Rune: *sitting beneath one of the few unburned giant Oak* Wow. This is actually really cool.
Papa: *reclining in the shade* Yup.
Rune: I'm really glad we came.
Papa: Yup.
Rune: So do we just go back the way we came?
Papa: ...actually, this is halfway along the other--
Rune: So it's like five miles no matter what we do, huh?
Papa: *knows his daughter* The map said this way's downhill the whole way.
Rune: Fine. Let's roll.
Papa: *GRINS*
1st Half of the Trail Back: *is pretty and Entirely Uphill.
Papa: Huh. Maybe I read it backward.
2nd Half of the Trail Back: *is closed and fairly overgrown*
Papa: 'S not so bad. It'll be longer if we try and backtrack.
Rune: I love you, but I know you do this on purpose.
Papa: *pushing grass and weeds out of the trail* I don't know. It's neat to pretend that no human's ever been here before. *passing an old t-shirt left beside the trail* Except for that guy.
Rune: *climbs into the car* You know, the walking wasn't so bad, 'cause now it hurts to sit. I think I could do layin' down alright, but my legs don't remember how to bend.
Papa: Heh.
Papa & Rune: *drive home*
Rune: So how far did we go?
Papa: *consults both map and trail guide* ...Ten and half miles.
Rune: So it's okay that my feet hurt?
Papa: Yeah, it's fine. Just think of how great you'll feel next time when we do it twice.
And now I'm going to go home, shower and either write fic or fall asleep in front of the tv. Whichever comes first.
