97. A Walk in the Wild
Bill parked his car on the residential street.
street used to be safe, but now there
frequent reports in the weekly paper about break-ins.
put The Club on his steering wheel and
sure that nothing of value—not even a pair
cheap sunglasses—was visible through the car windows.
out of the car and started the uphill
. The mountain trail was mostly narrow for the
two miles. Only two people could walk side
side. When the trail got close to the
of the mountainside, it was best if people
single file. Several years ago, an experienced hiker,
alone, slipped and fell to his death. The
went past a small lake created by a
, and then broadened as it went up into
heart of the mountain, away from cliffs. When
got to First Camp, he stopped by the
stream to look for fish or frogs. Suddenly,
heard a sinister rattling sound. Then, he felt
sharp bite on his calf. He turned around
time to see a rattler slithering off.
nothing to do now but walk back down
his car. He had no cell phone with
. He would remember to bring it next time,
there was a next time. Should he walk
, so the poison would spread slowly? Or should
walk fast, so he could get to his
and get medical help faster? Perhaps he’d meet
on the way down.
A simple walk, he
. It was just going to be a simple
up a mountain trail.