Soggy Hiking

Today as the remnants of Tropical Storm Rachel began dumping its load locally, we went on a hike.

We tagged along as the support vehicle for Troop 1010's 20-mile hike to finish up the Hiking merit badge. They opted to hike the Ashton-to-Tetonia Rail Trail State Park, which is a favorite of ours.

Michelle and I decided at one point to hike from Drummond to the trestle bridge over Conant Creek. It was a great hike, though we hiked during a pretty good downpour from the storm and got soaked.

Still, even in the rain, the views are spectacular.

Though fall is mostly over along the upper elevations on the trail, but down in the hollows and gullies there was still some color to be seen.

It's Official

 

So here we are. Scout trailer in front of the house this weekend (now parked at Michelle's Dad's house). Because we're back into the Troop 1010 thing.

First meeting of the "new" troop last Thursday. Five girls there. We'll see how many come to the next meeting with registration forms and payment and a thirst for adventure that far exceeds my own.

I spent about an hour going through our personal camp gear looking for a bucket of Nalgene bottles I swear we had, as we try to figure out what happened to the bucket of Nalgene bottles that went with the scouts. I did finally find ours -- remembered I had a bucket I was using for sitting purposes in the basement bathroom I'm working on. I can't get the bucket open, but it *sounds* like there's some bottles in there. And I'm sure the rest are out in the camper, because Michelle took some to camp this summer. Part of the mystery solved.

A few good things: Their enthusiasm is contagious. And we won't be doing any camping until late January, or whenever they schedule the Winteree.

I go where I'm needed, I guess.