First Injury

It happened in hell. The hikers choosing to camp at the grassy, shady area below Hauser Creek called it Hell and said they would tackle it the next morning. Not us. We climbed. I made a common novice's mistake and looked up to appreciate the view as I stepped into a shallow hole. It was enough for my pack weight to throw me off balance and to the ground. My leg got scraped up and I was filthy with black dirt. Lesson learned: never, ever take your eyes off the trail while moving. Stop. Admire. Move on. ~J