I have an unparalleled passion for walking, as you may recall. Shane’s passion for walking ranks somewhere between his feelings for running and Hello Kitty: tolerable mostly because he loves me. You’d think that by now, Shane would’ve learned that we have different opinions on what construes a reasonable walking distance. I have – more than once – accidentally taken family and friends on several mile walks when they were expecting a stroll around the neighborhood.
As a result of this, I try to be very clear about the actual distance we are going to be traveling. Five blocks to a restaurant. A mile and a half to the coffeeshop. A parking spot literally around the corner. Or, in the case, of this morning’s hike, about five miles.
We’d had breakfast and a morning campfire. We’d packed up our campsite. We had nothing between us and Madison except hours and hours of beautiful daylight. Why not go for a long hike?
Oh yeah, the hills. Or rather: the East Bluffs. Lots of uphill climbing. Lots of sweating and also rock formations that looked like an elephant’s butt.
Then a tough descent down the Potholes trail:
We emerged on the south side of the lake with only, you know, half a lake left to circumnavigate. We had already agreed not to take on West Bluffs, but we still had the south side boardwalk and Tumbled Rocks ahead of us. I’m pretty sure that Shane was ruing the day he agreed to go on vacation with me. I didn’t point out that our distance was less than half of the distance I’ve ran in two races this year. That would NOT have been helpful. I did, however, encourage him to carry on with the possibility of ice cream, beer, and fried green beans when we returned to the north shore.
This is the face of a man who has earned his lunch. Thanks for the good times, Devil’s Lake. We can’t wait to come back.
Total moving time: 1 hour, 46 minutes
Total elapsed time: 2 hours, 17 minutes
Average moving pace: 22:23 minutes per mile
Elevation gain: 612 feet
Elevation loss: 613 feet
Maximum elevation: 1,468 feet
Minimum elevation: 957 feet
I view hiking the way I view chocolate and ice cream: If you don’t like it, something is wrong with you.
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