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Day 62: exiting the trail via Kearsarge pass… Snafu

Day 62: exiting the trail via Kearsarge pass… Snafu

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I could tell you about the vampire mosquitos that direct how I make and break camp… But I won’t.
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I could tell you about the family toting Coleman coolers, rifles, bow and arrow, and huge rolled old style sleeping bags who intend to hike to bridge of the gods… But I won’t.
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I could tell you about the slow climb to the pass… But I won’t.
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I could tell you about the long descent to the parking lot, and the hour it took me to get a ride in to Independence… But I won’t.
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I could tell you about the hitch to Lone Pine to pick up my packages, or the trip afterward to Bishop and The Hostel California, but I won’t.
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Instead I’ll tell you about a brewery and two sisters. Great girls. They have dreams of opening their own brewery and pumped the owner about running his for 12 hours from noon to midnight. I schmoozed and flirted with one of them from 9:30 to midnight. The place stopped serving at 10:30. I started going with them when the owner gave them a tour, talking about costs, facilities, etc, but I really wasn’t interested so hung out at the bar catching up on Facebook. The two employees were done cleaning and were locking up and so I walked around the place behind the scenes in the kitchen etc. but the sisters had vanished. I walked around the place outside, and the two employees were walking away when I completed the circuit. I had one of the girls phones in my pocket… Naturally it was the one I had the phone number to.
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Uh… What do I do?
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I texted the younger sister on Facebook:
Me 12:15: “Have (your sisters) phone. Place is closed and locked. Plz let me know you are safe.”
Me 12:17: “Seriously, thinking of calling cops.”
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Reply 12:22: “A okay we’re on the way out!”
Reply 12:22: “Thank you for checking”
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Well how do I know who just texted me?
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Me 12:23: “Calling them at 12:30 unless I have voice or visual verification. (My number)
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Reply 12:25 “We’re fine !! We’ll be out in a sec we were getting a quick tour! Then party on at hostel”
Reply 12:26 “Ok comin out”
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… I’ve made my position clear, I am not responding. My phone has 4% battery life and one bar of connection. I am not sure if my 911 call will go through.
I am shaking. I am growing red with rage and worry.
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And then they walk out the front door, happy and healthy. They walk with me for a block, and then go in to another bar…
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Wow. I might be better off as a loner.

 

 

Charlie Hough
4 Comments
  • Monica

    Your beard and shades say, “don’t F with me,” but your grin says, “how ’bout a hug!” Good to see your smiling face, Charlie!

    July 9, 2016 at 8:08 pm Reply
    • Charlie Hough

      You know it! I’m loving the beard… Except at mealtimes.

      July 10, 2016 at 9:45 am Reply
      • Monica

        Flavor saver. 😉

        July 20, 2016 at 4:06 pm Reply
        • Charlie Hough

          Ahh! The beard. Took me a while to figure it out.
          Why yes. I store food for later.

          July 23, 2016 at 11:47 pm Reply

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