Thursday, November 18, 2010

Chain Lakes Part 2

I’m sure most people reading this did not grow up with digital cameras.  (you’re all stinkin’ old like me!  Have you ever had your kids ask you if TV’s were around when you were young?  Or even better—cars?  I really think my youngest thinks I got around in a covered wagon or something, because afterall…I didn’t even had a cell phone! )  So I’m sure you remember how we used to take pictures discriminately, because we only had 24 or possibly 36 frames, and then we were out of film.  What a difference digital combined with gigabytes of storage has made.  As Mel and I hiked Ptarmigan Ridge, we probably stopped every five minutes to take a picture.  “Oh, look how pretty this flower is…take my picture with it.  Take a picture of me on this rock—now with muscles…”
not exactly what you would call an aerobic workout.  Needless to say, Mel starts to feel like we are not working hard enough and proclaims, “Ok, it’s time to get serious” (what is not serious about a photo shoot?  Does she not watch Top Model?) and quickens her pace…which immediately makes her foot slip so she falls smack on her “asking for it”.  Debbie, if your reading this, I’m sure you can guess what a compassionate response this elicited from me.  (for those of you who know Debbie Snow, ask her about our letterboxing experience) 

But in my defense, you have to understand I’ve watched every episode of America’s Funniest Home Video’s for the last 20 years…how can I help but be programmed to laugh at someone’s pain?  Falling, getting smacked in the head, getting something stuck in your eye—this all translates to ‘hysterical’ in my messed up brain.  But I’m grateful my friends all have a sense of humor, and usually don’t get too angry with me for laughing at their misfortune.  (my kids on the other hand…well, I’m saving up for their therapy) 

Thankfully Mel wasn’t really hurt or upset, and we eventually made it back to our packs and headed to find a place to pitch our tent.  The Chain Lakes…how to describe them?  Breathtaking—literally, Mel gasped when she came over a ridge and saw Iceberg Lake; I seriously thought she had twisted her ankle.
(I was 20 feet behind her, like usual)  It felt like we were in some wonderland where fairies would come out to play at any moment.    Mel was a little like Snow White; she actually had birds eating out of her hand at one point. 

Then we came to another fork in the road—and even though it had a sign saying “campsites this way, chain lakes trail that way”, my extreme navigational powers were able to transpose them.   So essentially we were headed in the opposite direction we wanted to go.  After about 20 minutes (straight up of course) Mel says,  “umm…this doesn’t seem right, does it?”  Baffled, we decided to go back to the sign.

Once I figured out how stupid I was to not even read a sign correctly, I figured it was time to sit down and have a compass reading lesson.  I pulled out our official “Green Trails Map” and three pages of instructions I printed out on how to use a compass with it…and then pretended it all made perfect sense—no worries, now we know what to do if we get lost.
(I’m a pretty good actor, huh Melissa? :)
 Now that we were going in the right direction, we finally make our way to the most remote campsite available.  (passing up two inferior sites…we had a feeling the last one would be the best, and we were right)  But it looks like I’m going to have to stretch this yet again to a whole nother post…amazing how much blabbering I can do about a single 24-hour period; imagine what 50 days is going to produce! 

1 comment:

  1. I swear I can hear you when I read your blog! For the record, your laughter during my "bark in the eye" experience has scarred me for life (stop calling me dramatic). wIt comforts me to know that I am not the only one who could get lost in the woods... even when there are signs posted to prevent such a danger! So, when I first watched the video clip at the end, I didn't have the sound on... totally thought Mel was being "Vanna," as you videotaped the lovely view. I'm such a dork.

    Keep bloggin'... I love reading it!

    Love ya! -Deb