| The Group before heading out. |
April 12th, I did something that I wasn't sure I'd ever be willing to do: I went backpacking with my husband. Backpacking is one of his passions, one that I kindly listened to him talk about, one that I bought him items for, but not one that I planned on participating in (and had been successful in avoiding for the last 11 years.) My degree of "outdoorsy" can be summed up in a quote I found on pinterest: "I am outdoorsy in that I like drinking on patios". But as part of his Christmas in 2012, I gave him 6 prepaid dates for 2013, and I decided I'd take the plunge and go with him. It was our March/April date, and the ONLY weekend that worked for our schedules was a weekend he had already planned for hiking with his dad and Will. Luckily, they were game to bring their wives too, and make it a group outing.
The thing is, I actually really liked it! It was definitely hard work, and no doubt there were parts of it I didn't enjoy (the hike out was BRUTAL, and this girl doesn't like to go 3 days without a shower), but I got to see some really great things. For one, I got to check out the tallest waterfall between the Appalachians and the Rockies.
For two, I got to see this really other neat places like the foundation of an old schoolhouse and this old cabin.
For three, I got to hang out with some really fun people, all of whom were super accommodating and patient with their self-professed diva.
Oh yeah, and there was also the VIEWS.
The area was just amazing. Pictures don't come close to doing it justice.
Also, quite amazingly, Sean and I got along great throughout the entire trip. We have a tendency to bicker when I whine or when he loses his patience when trying to teach me something new. We were both able to keep our individual irritations in check and had a wonderful time together. Sleeping zipped up in a sleeping bag together and cuddling by the fire definitely helped the moods!
All in all, it was a great trip and I'd love to go back again. I am still a "diva" when it comes to the outdoors, there is no doubt about that, but I think I can handle roughing it once or twice a year to spend some time with my husband doing something he loves--and something I ended up loving, too.