I learned a new phrase "Type 2 Fun." Type 2 Fun isn't actually fun while it's happening, but when you're looking back on it, it was fun.
I seem to have a lot of Type 2 Fun with one of my friends. Now that I think about it, I'm having trouble coming up with something that isn't that way with him...
We started our drive down to Oregon 2 hours late, and 4 hours later than I wanted to start. So at about noon, we began what was a four drive.
After arriving at the trailhead at 4 p.m., we started our hike. Let me tell you, this was a fantastic hike. I was the one slowing us down. I wanted to go look at each and every waterfall. I went down side trails, I lingered, it was all on me.
But you wouldn't believe the waterfalls.
We left the hike, got to Portland around 9:30-10:00 p.m., got dinner, and left the restaurant around 12:30 a.m. Too tired to drive any further, we spent the night in Olympia, WA.
There's more to the story, but you can tell from what I've told you that it wasn't the best planned trip (Ahem, J.) But we had fun and I'm so glad we went!
What's been one of your crazier hiking stories?