I had a beautiful drive to my daughter’s place except when the dog barfed and I had to pee so badly from the fabulous coffee I had that I finally pulled off the road to do my business in the trees only to find that there was a rest area in a 1/2 mile. At least the weather was spectacularly clear. Our dinner was fabulous, chef’s kiss to Spawn 1.
I had a beautiful drive to my daughter’s place except when the dog barfed and I had to pee so badly from the fabulous coffee I had that I finally pulled off the road to do my business in the trees only to find that there was a rest area in a 1/2 mile. At least the weather was spectacularly clear. Our dinner was fabulous, chef’s kiss to Spawn 1.
Except for the dog vomit part, btdt on far too many occasions. Only difference now is, were I to squat to do anything, I’d probably fall on my butt back into whatever I’d done. Gone are those good old days of strong legs and knees-weak mind seems to still be intact though.
I was a long-distance runner for many years, and quickly learned the importance of carrying toilet paper in a plastic bag in all practice runs. Beats leaves every time!
I know what you mean. I went horseback riding for the first time in forty years, two days ago. Of course, I had to have help getting on the horse but to my shock and surprise, I could not get off! I had to have someone swing my right leg over the horse's back! Oh well, I had a great day!
🤣 No surprise at all. In 2004 I was 57 very active years old when my girlfriend and I went for a ride on the back of a good old Tennessee mule down into the Grand Canyon. I probably hadn’t been on the back of any quadruped in 30 years and if memory serves, the half-way point was maybe 3-4 hours down. It was icy at the top so we took it slow for a while. Anyway, you’ve never seen such a bunch of saddle sore people in your life! I’m not sure my butt was even attached to the rest of me! How I made it up to the latrines, was a miracle. We could only laugh about it over dinner and a couple of drinks. So I can sympathize with your shock and surprise. Glad you had fun though. Sometimes pain is worth it.
Sure. You’re safer on the mule’s back on that trail than on your own feet. Besides, when a mule decides to do its “business”, wet or dry, hikers only retreat is up against the canyon wall on a path that’s as wide as a twin bed, if that in places.
Well, I’m currently in a very warm part of the world where the idea of eating much at all is sort of revolting BUT I did get a latte and breakfast in bed which made my day perfect.
I had a beautiful drive to my daughter’s place except when the dog barfed and I had to pee so badly from the fabulous coffee I had that I finally pulled off the road to do my business in the trees only to find that there was a rest area in a 1/2 mile. At least the weather was spectacularly clear. Our dinner was fabulous, chef’s kiss to Spawn 1.
Except for the dog vomit part, btdt on far too many occasions. Only difference now is, were I to squat to do anything, I’d probably fall on my butt back into whatever I’d done. Gone are those good old days of strong legs and knees-weak mind seems to still be intact though.
I was very proud of myself. I still have it in me to not pee on my shoes.
I've "popped a squat" in the woods many times. I'm a farm girl! Gotta have a tree to hold onto, though. 😂😂
Pro-tip: one pant leg completely off and to the side to stay out of the line of fire.
I camped and hiked a lot when I was younger so got over any squeamishness a long time ago.
The tree idea is one to keep. Regardless of equipment.
I was a long-distance runner for many years, and quickly learned the importance of carrying toilet paper in a plastic bag in all practice runs. Beats leaves every time!
I always keep tissues in the car but agree that tp is more practical.
I know what you mean. I went horseback riding for the first time in forty years, two days ago. Of course, I had to have help getting on the horse but to my shock and surprise, I could not get off! I had to have someone swing my right leg over the horse's back! Oh well, I had a great day!
🤣 No surprise at all. In 2004 I was 57 very active years old when my girlfriend and I went for a ride on the back of a good old Tennessee mule down into the Grand Canyon. I probably hadn’t been on the back of any quadruped in 30 years and if memory serves, the half-way point was maybe 3-4 hours down. It was icy at the top so we took it slow for a while. Anyway, you’ve never seen such a bunch of saddle sore people in your life! I’m not sure my butt was even attached to the rest of me! How I made it up to the latrines, was a miracle. We could only laugh about it over dinner and a couple of drinks. So I can sympathize with your shock and surprise. Glad you had fun though. Sometimes pain is worth it.
Great story. I'm going again next week but am making myself a pair of heavily padded leggings right where I need it!
Thank you for the tips !!
Oh god--did you have to ride it back up?
Sure. You’re safer on the mule’s back on that trail than on your own feet. Besides, when a mule decides to do its “business”, wet or dry, hikers only retreat is up against the canyon wall on a path that’s as wide as a twin bed, if that in places.
Well, you said your backside was killing you so I thought maybe there was an alternative to another 3-4 hours of pain!
Well, I’m currently in a very warm part of the world where the idea of eating much at all is sort of revolting BUT I did get a latte and breakfast in bed which made my day perfect.
I've been there:-)
Lol BTDT.
When you have to go, you have to go. I have been there. 😊
Same spot, 1/2 mile from the rest area? They built that thing in the wrong spot.
Obviously, lol. It was my bad for not checking before I got on the road, but I’m used to areas that have quite a few more. Lesson learned.
Exactly! 😂
LOL!!
I have vague memories, from a way long time ago, of a late night drive home in San Diego and a Pizza Hut parking lot. ;p
it's cleaner in the woods than it is in any rest stop!
True.
😄😂
LOL!