However, fate would lead me to marry a man raised in the backwoods of Northern Michigan. If you've ever been to Northern Michigan the primary activities available to you are: drinkin' beers underage eh, drinkin' beers of age yah, choppin' wood, riding your 4-wheeler, and lookin' at dah nature. Due to this fact, about every 3 months or so, Rory starts clamoring that it's time for us to "go hiking" (but I'd like to point out that in 4 and 1/2 years of marriage, I've only had to camp once, so ha ha). Well folks, today was that day.

We went to Red River Gorge in Eastern Kentucky, about 2 hours driving from Louisville. This park is famous for it's natural arch formations like the one shown above. We did a little less than a 5 mile hike in 35 degree weather. And now for a visual representation of what each of us brought to "go hiking":
Rory:
- 1 giant back pack
- 1 specially formulated walking stick
- 8 changes of clothes
- 3 days worth of food
- 2 weeks worth of water
- 1 giant thermos of hot coffee (yum!)
- 1 first aid kit
- Matches
- Probably a complete set of Encyclopedia Britannica
Nicki:
- 1 Swiss Army knife
- (Also I had chap stick and hand lotion in my coat pocket, but I won't count this since in the case of an emergency all it would do is soothe and heal our cracked and dry skin)
I did find one thing kind of neat on the hike though. At one part we had to cross over this narrow ridge, and the gorge literally fell away in a sheer drop on either side. This is not a great picture, but it looked like this:
Some creepy caves that probably have Deliverance style hillbillies living in them:
The End. Happy 2008!!!
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Rory looks like he just sold the Gary a used car.
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