Mr. Al insisted on going for a hike last Saturday. I kept pointing to the hills and saying “snow” but that didn’t slow him down any. So, after digging round in three closets and a workshop for my missing shoes – as the only thing I ever wear these days is my crocks – we packed it in and headed for our favorite trail-head.
It’s dirt road a good part of the way. We were tooling along just fine until about a mile from the trail head. Then we hit what you see in the picture. Back when we had a jeep – yes, it was a silver Jeep Cherokee – I wouldn’t have thought twice about going up this, but we’d already taken a wrong turn on some rough road, and I just wasn’t into it. Mr. Al relented, and we went home.
Would you have forged ahead?
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