Twas A Hot Afternoon...
A silly poem by Ali Bissonnette
Twas a hot afternoon, and all along the path
Every creature was stirring, especially the gnats.
Our packs were nestled all snug on our backs
While we daydreamed of all of the food that we lacked.
And Adam in his blue cap and I in my black,
had just settled down for our afternoon nap.
When what to our wondering eyes did appear,
but a trail angel with his cooler of soda and beer!
We drank a few sips and smiled with delight,
and he said, "You know there's burgers in sight!"
So we tore down the street with all of our cash,
and found ourselves at the front door of Donner Ski Ranch!
We ordered our burgers and with free beers in hand
decided, these moments are BEST when unplanned.
After our burgers and brownies, it was time for farewell,
So we went down the street to find the trail.
With 14 more miles, starting at 3 o'clock,
we really weren't sure how far we would walk.
But as we headed up the path we heard our trail angel shout:
"Safe travels to you, and enjoy the view on your way out!