Karen and I went hiking (and geocaching) today in Las Trampas Regional Park, starting from the Hemme Ave. trailhead. After bumping into Lee (Alamogul) at the trailhead we headed up a use trail along the creek. After finding the first cache, we continued on, hoping to find a fairly easy way to escape the creek bottom and get to the ridge above where another cache was located. The trail got narrower and slicker until Karen was having difficulty with the footing, so we turned back.
At this point she had lost confidence, so wanted to lean over and put her hand down on the uphill side. I wanted to explain vector forces to her, but she clearly was in no mood to listen (the more you lean, the more likely you are to slip). So I just hung on to her, and we made it out of the bad part. The rest of the hike was nice, and I think she has forgiven me.
We found five caches, didn’t find two, and met another geocacher (Bassocantor) at one of the caches.
Some of our trails in life have been difficult too…and we’ve found shoulders to lean on as well.
I’m also remembering the superb Thanksgiving dinners we had with the extended family at Maple School for so many years.