Two weekends ago, Joe and I spent the weekend with our friends at a lodge in Lycoming County. It also happened to be the coldest week in years. We're talking subzero temperatures, people! At the time we got the invite, Josh and Barbie had suggested a hike on Saturday for fun. But when the days were leading up to our weekend, I started to get nervous about 10 miles in severe weather. I vowed only to state my concern once and then just stick it out and hope for the best. We were aware there was an early exit trail at mile 3, just in case. I'm not an outdoorsy person and I can't imagine myself going more than 7 miles without getting cranky, so I sort of hoped for a blizzard or something to cut the hike short. I'm slow uphill and I spend a lot of time catching up with the group while they are taking breaks. It's a lot of hard work for me. Turns out that we did have to take the short hike though, and no one got injured.
But the thing I really wanted to write about was the possible horror movie this could have been. I think we followed so many horror movie conventions:
Four unrelated couples in a remote lodge in the middle of Nowhere, Pennsylvania. No one had cell phone reception. Everyone agrees to a 10 mile hike in subzero severe weather. Our water starts to freeze, we take an unmarked trail. A warning about some road in the loadge guest book. Do I need to keep going?
Thursday, January 29, 2009
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