Hiking or what I thought to be hurling myself down a rocky ravine. My boyfriend took me and 3 of my nursing school friends, and 3 of his co-workers to see a trussel bridge in Imperial County, CA. If you’re at all familiar w/ southern CA, it is off the I-8 about 20 miles from El Centro. In other words, the middle of nowhere.
Now, I was assured that this is the coolest, longest, curved trussel bridge in the country and that it was a moderate hike. Now, I’ve hike Half Dome and thought it was a fairly difficult hike but made it in good time. So I thought this would be a cake walk. Not so… I had to go up and DOWN loose rocks as well as huge boulders. I found out on this trip that I am paranoid about falling off these rocks. I even think I had a panic attack at the end. In the end, the bridge was not as great as I thought. My friends weren’t thoughouly impressed either. My friend Kimmy was completely sunburnt. It hurt to look at the poor woman. To make it worse, we left so early in the morning that I didn’t get to eat breakfast. That part of the world did not have anything even resembling a Denny’s so I didn’t get breakfast. Matt forgot to put the lunch I packed for us the night before in our back pack so I did not get any food until we got home at 9pm. My friends did share a bit of their lunches w/ me but I was still insanely hungry. I must have had a blood sugar of 30 after the all day hike. I was sooo not in a good mood.
After we looked at the bridge, Matt, 2 of the girls, and I decided to walk the train tracks back. I was not scaling rocks again even though the others said that it would be lots shorter than what we just did. I found out after we got to the bridge that we had gotten lost and climbed up 2 extra mountains. That did not make my mood better. So… we started on our 5 mile hike back. The only thing to look forward to is that it was all flat. We made it in about 2 hours. Pretty good time. The rest of the gang was supposed to pick us up since they’d get their way before us… Turns out they got lost again and had a more “cardiovascularly intense hike” according to one of the guys. Ummm… I’m so glad I took the train tracks back.
Now, that hike was sooo bad and such a let down that I refuse to post pictures. I told my boyfriend that I will never go back and I hate the desert. Maybe I’ll change my mind about the desert but I still will never do that hike again. If anyone tries to talk you into hiking to see the longest trussel bridge in the country, don’t go. And if you do, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I do get to do something fun today. I’ll be meeting Susan to do some knitting. Yeah!!! I’ll post some pics of MNSSS in my next post.