The Friday hiking group changed things up a bit yesterday. We took the Hashmobile out to the end of the road near Tibag, then set up camp before proceeding on our hike. We got to see some new terrain which is always nice. When we were done with the walk, we fired up the grills and roasted some sausages. Oh yeah, we drank us some beers too.
Disembarking upon arrival.Setting up camp creekside.I’m getting tired of all the litter though…Charles came along to keep an eye on things at the camp while we did our hike. He’s living my nightmare–took a fall while out hiking alone and broke his leg. Fortunately, he was able to endure the pain long enough to make his way back to civilization.And we are off!A fixer-upper.A few of our crazy members went out in search of a way up to the ridgeline. They were unsuccessful in that endeavor, but props for trying. Us “sane” hikers had some minor ups and downs, but nothing to take our breath away.A lovely old tree.In the wilderness.One nice aspect of this hike was that for most of the trail we didn’t encounter any houses or people. It helped create that outdoorsy feel.There were several stream crossings. Some you could just hop across on stones.Others required getting wet feet.Onward we trudge.Most of the locals are friendly, but this guy just ignored my greeting. What’s he scared of?Speaking of being scared, this rickety suspension bridge got my heart racing……especially when I could hear the bamboo cracking under my feet.Back at our campsite at last!A new grill I purchased specifically for yesterday’s outing.Let there be sausage!A good time was had by all!
Last night didn’t go so well. I was rude and got told to go fuck myself. I was able to patch things up later, but damn, I’ve got to be a better man than that.
Perhaps it’s my destiny to be alone. Or karma.
Whenever I need to leave it all behind Or feel the need to get away I find a quiet place, far from the human race Out in the country
Before the breathin’ air is gone Before the sun is just a bright spot in the nighttime Out where the rivers like to run I stand alone and take back somethin’ worth rememberin’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaGzOwDZ0VA
4 thoughts on “Dipping the Tibag”
What’s with all the tantrums lately? You’re normally a cooler customer than that. And “my destiny to be alone” doesn’t sound good. Here’s hoping fences are mended.
I might be turning into the proverbial grumpy old man. And yeah, I’ve been stressing over some relationship changes. I’m going to be okay though.
Rude to the GF? No fun to fuck self, patch it up and have fun.
What’s with all the tantrums lately? You’re normally a cooler customer than that. And “my destiny to be alone” doesn’t sound good. Here’s hoping fences are mended.
I might be turning into the proverbial grumpy old man. And yeah, I’ve been stressing over some relationship changes. I’m going to be okay though.
Rude to the GF? No fun to fuck self, patch it up and have fun.
QP, it was not easy, but the patch is in place.