Manly Men Anonymous

So manly man Jacob and his manly man buddies went on a hiking trip. They left yesterday morning and were scheduled to arrive back late this evening. This trip was to be the first of many, building up to a week long hike in the Appalachians. They were ready to go, they had meetings planning everything they would need to take, went and bought many completely useless absolutely necessary supplies and off they went.

The testosterone was overwhelming. Jacob called once to check in yesterday, and things appeared to be okay. They were more tired than expected, it was hot, etc... They had gone about 6 miles out of 12 for the day, a few more hours and then they could stop and set up camp. Camp was not even in a tent, because that would be too girly. They were sleeping under a tarp, without pillows, West Nile and all. Spirits were high, life was good.

Today he called to check in at about 10:00 in the morning. Apparently our fearless foursome had somehow managed to get themselves lost after our promising phone call. They realized their helpless situation after happening upon a stick, that one of them had whittled and tossed down, in front of them on the trail. Notice I said in front of, meaning they had somehow gone in a great big circle. So he said they hiked for about 20 miles yesterday instead of 12, just trying to figure out where in the heck they were.

Finally they decided to set up camp next to a bridge along the Blue River. When they woke up this morning, they called a meeting of Manly Men Anonymous and decided to do what any truly manly man would do... they walked across the bridge to the nearest highway, flagged down a DNR officer and hitched a ride to their car, packed up and are on the way home. Spirits are still high, calves are very sore, collarbones are rubbed raw from packs filled with completely useless absolutely necessary supplies, and everyone is safe and sound. It seems that the Manly Men Anonymous group has been disbanded and all future trips are on hold. Their new group is going to be called Dreaming of Being a Manly Man Anonymous.

All I can say is, I'm glad they found the stick.

More details are to come I am sure, as the adventurers return home and share more. I am glad that they are coming back early, I miss him when he is gone. I am really glad that things all turned out okay. I love you honey... welcome home.