|I shot this after I got home and put a disk in the damn camera.|
|This was shot with my phone. I hate phone pictures.|
I pulled out my great handmade Italian hiking boots (waterproof and warm as a cabin fire), slip on an extra pair of wool socks and my TENNESSEE hoodie and I'm off. I pick up the camera and a bottle of water as I exit and I'm smiling as I tell my neighbor, Butch (who is shoveling his walkway), "You slept in, huh? Hustle, bud, or you won't be able to exercise." He laughed; I left.
About a mile and a half later, I'm at the Lick Run trail head, pull out my camera to get a panorama and my camera beeps and tells me I don't have a disk in it. SHIT!!! So, I think, what the hell do I do and the decision was easy as I brushed the ice off my mustache: No photos, no hike.