Tapas on the Trail

I’m currently losing a virtual hiking challenge to two Adventure Buddies and some teenagers. We signed up on the My Virtual Mission app to walk The Camino de Santiago Virtual Challenge which is 480 mile pilgrimage to the shrine of the apostle Saint James the Great in the Cathedral of Santiago de Composteia. (We get medals mailed to us when we finish.)Both Adventure Buddies teach Spanish so this pilgrimage is a part of their curriculum. While my buddies are well on their way to virtually running with the bulls in Pamplona, I’m virtually dead on the side of the road somewhere in the Pyrenes. After looking at the street view of my location on the map, I asked them how many pilgrims get hit by cars every year. The narrow roadside did not inspire walking confidence.

To boost our mileage and earn those metro park passport stamps, one Adventure Buddy and I hit a local park for a few miles. It’s much more satisfying to encounter things in real life and to pee outside than it is to do it virtually.

Adventure Buddy is winning on mileage and also won the day because she pulled out a tapas platter (We are heading into Spain after all.) at the end of our hike, and a miniature bottles of wine. That’s the way to end a hike.

Pandemic naps and turkeys

I took my first nap since all of this bullshit happened! I have tried to nap; but as soon as I lay down, I can’t get my head to shut up. The same thing happens when I go to bed at night so I’ve also been afraid to nap because it might make it even harder to get to sleep.

However today’s combination of a good hike and weird eating schedule had me out cold. I woke up under two cats. That’s a good nap.

Getting out of the house and into the woods definitely helped my state of mind. Of course, everybody seems to have the same idea right now so the metro parks are full. However that didn’t stop the turkey population from getting out and looking for love.

I never noticed before how iridescent their feathers are. These guys are gorgeous from the neck down. That was the question of the day. Why all these elaborate feathers and then a bald head? I understand the bald head with vultures. They’re dipping their heads into carrion all day, but turkeys?

I guess the look works. These two toms were gobbling from across the lake, attracting our attention and that of the hen investigating bird feeder droppings. She didn’t giggle quite as much as I did every time they gobbled.