Monday, July 16, 2012

Mountain Marathon & Wedded Bliss

Like many RV parks we have stayed in over the years, this one has a group of people who go on organized hikes together regularly.  We decided to join this group for a hike this week because it’s a great way to meet like-minded folks.  It’s not perfect, but it seems to work well most of the time.  Anyway, we went with the group on Thursday to Ivy Creek Trail for what was to be a 5-9 mile hike depending on one’s stamina.  We had 21 brave souls show up at 8:30 am for a nose count and to decide how to carpool.  We joined a couple who are part of the “leadership team” for these hikes (We had met the man when we visited their coach to get information about the hike).  John was initially stand offish, but warmed up as soon as he determined that we were serious hikers and not just slugs looking for a way to kill some time.
The leader of the group is an ex-Brit and an ex-military officer who has the demeanor of both.  He indicated that we divide the large group into two since only 15 people can hike in the wilderness in one clump.  There would be one group that would do a 5 mile round trip hike and a second, who would do a 9 mile round trip hike and we could self-select.  Initially, we decided to go with the shorter hike group as we haven’t acclimated to longer hikes yet.  However, the numbers were lopsided and we were recruited to go with the longer hike group.
It turns out that Tristan and his self-selected group (not necessarily including us) were trail warriors whose goal was to cover as much ground as fast as they could in the shortest amount of time.  Well, that didn’t settle too well with us as we like to take lots of photos, gawk at the scenery, and stop to rest and have morning tea about an hour or so into a hike regardless how long it is.  We actually had no difficulty keeping up with the group, but after the first hour we could see that they were not into enjoying nature per se, but wanted to simply make tracks.  Hence, we stopped and told them that we would keep going in their general direction (one of them was our ride home after all), but that we were going to stop for morning tea and we resume our hike in 15 or 20 minutes.  They went on; we had Frappuccinos and scones on a fairly comfortable log and enjoyed the sound of Ivy Creek flowing near-by.
Speed Daemons
We commenced our hike well rested and sated.  After another hour and a half decided that it would be a bummer to have these racehorses get to their destination, eat lunch, and then return down the trail meeting us who hadn’t had lunch.  We are food aficionados on the trail, so we stopped at a convenient spot with the idea that we would eat and then continue up the trail.  We took a half hour for lunch and just as we were packing up to continue, who shows up but the slow group.  They hadn’t stopped at 2.5 miles, but had continued to where we were at about 3.5 miles.  Apparently, they hadn’t stopped to rest or take morning tea either.  Oh, well.  After kibitzing with them for a time, we set off to continue our hike.  We didn’t get to the next turn the trail before the other group arrived fresh from their lunch break.  We decided to join them for the trip down and managed to keep up with them quite nicely.  In retrospect, we met some interesting people, some of whom we actually like, but we don’t know if we will be going on a group hike with them anytime soon.  We much prefer to leave when we want to leave, go where we want to go, and to do it at our own pace.  Stay tuned.
Slow Group Joins Us For Lunch
Our 29th wedding anniversary was Saturday and we celebrated with a fantastic dinner at the Antlers Lodge, which is located right on the Rio Grande.  It was a dark and stormy evening, but our outdoor venue was protected with shade cloth and clear plastic sheeting.  We had a great meal and were serenaded by the young and attentive wait staff after receiving our dessert.  This not anything we invited, but once they learned we were celebrating, there was no stopping them.  We got a nice round of applause from the other diners…maybe that was for the serenade.
It Doesn't Feel Like Its Been 29 Years!

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