Blog Story! A section a week

I finished packing up the backpacks. The mountain misery’s smell of dirt and dust consumed my nose. It was all I had smelled for days in this harshly beautiful valley of the mountains. Our light weight packages of freeze dried food needed to be packed out, and we rushed to get back on the trail so we would get to the car parked at the head of the trail before dark. All of our activities were hurried, but there was also such a sense of calm in the mountains that it was impossible to feel any stress. The sun would soon decide it was time to start giving off it’s heat, so before it reached it’s peak we were on the trail ready to take the long

(but downhill) hike back.
We worked our way down the trail’s steep pin turns. At some points we tottered on the edge of the world, with a death promising drop starting only a few feet away from where we stood, and at other times the leafy foliage of the forest surrounded us, smiling down on us with such a warmth that I swear there could have been tree nymphs hidden in those Aspens, using their magical powers to draw us in. About two miles into the four miles hike, and with a backpack as heavy as ever, fatigue and irritability started to take over, along with the mischevious elves of hunger bit at the edge of my stomach. Later that day, we would go about our normal business, until we heard the news, the news that changed my life.

This is my blog story. I will submit a small selection each week, so please let me know what you think of it!