when a friend asks you if you want to go hiking, the first step is to stupidly say yes.
Then get to the state park and park at the first parking lot, extending the amount of walking necessary.
First enjoy the nature and sound of the creek below, and carry the water bottles on your back.
Start to feel like the paths have become ambiguous and notice your friend doesn't really know where he is going, and has instead late at night while you were sleeping
drawn a map of the trail with pencil and uninformative trail names.
Cross a creek, climb up a mountain, have your foot slip and fall into the water as you walk back across the creek.
Get lost and almost fall down steep mountains multiple times because 50-50 the tree branch you grabbed was not attached to anything.
Learn that the bubbly looking leaf you thought looked like a clovers are actually poison oak and the pointy leaves that look sharp are in fact
harmless.
Then look around and realize you have been walking through it the entire time.
Your feet hurt.
Is this a path anymore/?
Read sign that says path ends here take other trail.
Only to find a cliff made of crumbly sand and nothing to hold on to ... below a very big drop.
Get across only to find the path is blocked off and instead a pair of ropes tied by who knows have been hung down.
it's been four hours ... are we going to die here?
Climb the ropes, get rope burn as you slip down the other side vertically.
Come to the realization you'll probably never get to see the waterfall you were looking for.
Look around, everyone else doesn't seem tired why do I want to die.
Everyone admits how tired they are ... the sun is going to set soon.
Everyone decides to turn around ...
it's a long walk back.
Finally admit defeat and try to hitch hike ... but no one goes to state parks anymore.
die, and wish you had stayed home to play atlantica.
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