Not quite steel-toed boots ...
A couple of weekends ago Zippy and I cruised out of town to hike Mount Taylor. When I got to the trail head, I realized, with an ugh, that I had left my shoes at home. Unwilling to return to the hustle and bustle of town, I examined my options and realized I had only one ... make the 10-mile, several thousand foot hike in flip flops ... so that's what I did. Somehow I managed to keep my battle wounds limited to blisters on the balls of my feet.
There may be something to barefoot hiking and running ... certainly a day out in flip flops worked different muscles than I'm used to using.
There may be something to barefoot hiking and running ... certainly a day out in flip flops worked different muscles than I'm used to using.
Labels: Amy, Hike, Mount Taylor, photos, Teton Pass, Tetons, Zippy
1 Comments:
I think I met you on top of Table. Glad to hear that you made it around. Paul.
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