I know you really don’t want to leave your chocolate behind, but let’s say that you were to take just two or three Milk Duds, for example. Suppose you dropped them into your belt (fanny) pack with your snacks, planning to eat them before the sun came up. That would probably work, if you really did eat them before the sun came up. Then suppose that later in the day, while it was hot, and dusty, and you had been walking for hours, you noticed that you had a sort of dirt/dust stain way up on the front of your shirt. But the rest of your shirt was still pretty clean looking. Usually you get dirt on your socks and bum, but since you could possibly get stains up on your shirt, you don’t worry about it while you are on the trail. But you would probably rinse out the stain (a strangely crispy stain) at the end of the day to start clean in the morning. Then suppose that the next day, the stain came back and every time you stopped, you noticed that it was a little bigger than the last time. Then suppose that finally, you got suspicious, because the stain had worked its way through the shirt, and the shorts and yes, even the underwear. ‘Hmm, very strange for trail dust’, you think. And then suppose you have a flash of inspiration, and you dig through the snacks in your belt bag and find, yes- one very soft, flat (flat, flat) Milk Dud mashed against the inside of the bag where it rests against your shirt. If you did find a Milk Dud like that, you would be amazed at just how far one little milk dud can spread out when it is trapped between a warm body and warm snacks.
But since common sense and experience tell you that chocolate and hot weather don’t go together, you wouldn’t do anything like that anyway.
The large “gorge” running from the top to the bottom of this picture is where about half of the trail that we used is located.
2 comments:
That poor, poor milkdud.
Good thing we didn't bring any chocolate cinnamon bears!
Hee hee. I would. If I can't take chocolate, I just won't go. :-)
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