Hiking Down Memory Lane

As teenagers, my brother and I spent a lot of time playing in the woods.  We went hiking, fishing, and swimming in the creek.

We also built a makeshift fort and took some of my mom’s old lawn furniture down there.  Mom never did figure out what happened to her chairs.

We spray-painted graffiti under the bridge.  We wrote our names, the names of our dogs, and noted each year we were there.

Basically, the two of us ran wild through those woods and we were having a blast.

That was 26 years ago.  Aaron passed away three years ago and his birthday is on Monday.  I decided to take his daughter (Gwen) out there.  She heard various stories over the years, but never got a chance to see the area.  It seemed like a good way to honor Aaron’s memory.

I was surprised to see a lot of our graffiti is still there.  Each step I took, felt like I was going back in time.  Even though the terrain has changed some over the years, I could still recognize different sections and areas.  I still remembered my way around those woods.

Memories of those days flooded my mind.  It was a surreal feeling.  I could almost see us and our dogs running wild.  I was excited to see it all again.  However, I felt the grief of my brother’s death.

I was hiking down memory lane and my heart was overflowing with mixed emotions.

 

Burritt Nature Trail – Huntsville, Alabama

Gwen and I took two of our dogs (Blue and Buddy) hiking last Saturday.  We followed the Burritt Nature Trail in Huntsville, Alabama.

It’s a great place to hike and explore.  You will find interesting foliage and caves.  However, the trial can get pretty rocky at some points, so you have to watch your step.

As you follow the trail, you will find a clearing in the woods and at the edge of that clearing is a massive cross.  The cross was built in 1963 by the Huntsville Ministerial Association.

The trail then continues behind the cross.  At this point it is steep and extremely difficult to navigate.  The trail takes you up to the top of the mountain.  The view up there is extraordinary and well worth the effort.

We took a rest break at the top of the mountain, then we went back down to the clearing, and continued to follow the trail.

It took us two hours to complete the entire trail.  When we got back to the Jeep, we were all sweaty, dirty, stinky, hungry, and completely exhausted.

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Huge Foot

 

I am woman of average height, but I have a huge foot.  I don’t mean just a big foot, I truly mean huge.  In fact, my foot is a size 14 in women’s or a size 12.5 in men’s.

Saturday, I went to New Balance to buy some new hiking boots.  When I walked into the store, I automatically went to the men’s section.

A sales worker walked up to me and asked if I needed any help.  I explained that I was looking for new boots.  The guy shakes his head and says the women’s section is on the other side of the store.  My response, “I know, but I have a really big foot and I can’t buy women’s shoes.”

The worker started telling me the store does have women’s shoes in larger sizes and then decided we should measure my foot to make sure I am getting the right size.

I stepped onto to the women’s side of the foot scale and my toe went just a hair past the size 14 mark.

The poor guy looked a bit confused and checked to make sure it was the right measurement.  Once we were done, he showed me the newest style of boots in the men’s section.

Like I said – My foot is huge!