I never sausage a place…

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Today the Wednesday walking group ventured way out past Olongapo City to Old Catlaban and the Forest river. 45 minutes each way in the Hashmobile was a killer on the ass, that’s for sure.

Let’s get loaded!
Stretching the legs out after a long ride.
Passing through a small village I forget the name of…
On the river trail. We had to ford the river several times.
Heading for the hills
A river runs through it…
There was a waterfall further up the trail but we ran out of time so went no further than this
It will be there somewhere in the future I suppose…
A lonely flower trail side…
A final river crossing. Yes, we got our shoes wet.
The rush to get back to our campsite was because we had to utilize the fire Chief Tucker Fucker prepared…
That don’t call us the Sausage Walkers for nothing…
Milling about the campsite prior to the long drive home.

While it is always nice to see new places and things, I can’t say the long drive was worth it. I’d rather be walking than being bounced about in the pick of a truck. But that’s just me I suppose.

Anyway, another day has been filled, so there’s that. Now for some darts and beer drinking!

2 thoughts on “I never sausage a place…”

  2. Funny! No idea how or why he earned that name. He’s a German guy and drives the Hashmobile. Old and fat and smokes like a chimney so he never makes trail. But works his ass off for us, an example being setting up our camp while we walked yesterday.

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