The Thursday of spring break, my dad, brother, sister, sister's friend and I went on a hiking trip long the Appalachian Trail. We only walked a total of about 9 miles, most of which was over rocks that jutted out in every direction. Our trip started off with about a 1/2-1 mile trek up a hill which I could swear got to be a 45 degree angle of elevation. My sister and her friend, unused to a workout of this caliber, strayed about 20 feet behind my dad, brother, and I. My brother somehow had an unlimited amount of energy, and was bouncing up in front of the pack with me, trying to make me laugh by singing horrible songs with bad lyrics while I, unbeknowist to him, had my iPod in.
After about 40 minutes of yelling "Hurry up, for Gawd's sake!" to my sister, we finally made it to a little cliff overhang which had an amazing view of the land and a few other mountains. We spent about 6 minutes there, then got right back on the trail. We hiked for several hours, trading off who was leading, and looking for trail blazers to make sure that we were going the right way. We were headed towards the Pinnacle, a big jumble of rocks that was close to yet another cliff overhang that had an even better view of the land and turkey vultures than the other. There, we stopped for lunch, took a bunch of stupid pictures, and peeled oranges. We should have just chucked the peels over the side, but my dad said that that would be littering. But I didn't see his logic since they would just rot anyway, and might even be food for some starving creature.
Anyway, we stayed for a little while, then hiked back a different route, which led to a big resevoir, in which we had a small contest throwing rocks. I won, of course, since my dad didn't participate. Then we rolled down a hill that was about 70 degrees of elevation, and I kept bouncing and saying ow, ow, ow, ow, ow every time I bounced. By the time I stopped, my pants had twisted a quarter of the way around my waist and I was covered in dirt and scrapes and grass.
Then we left. I took a shower. We watched Hannah Montana for a good 2 hours. I got bored. The End. Merry Christmas
