You might think that when it comes to recreational hiking, it’s all fun and games. Well, I am here to attest: It’s not. Today Roxborough Park held their semi-annual Community Trails Work Day. And let me tell you, folks: After a day spent building and refurbishing just a few of the 13 miles of spectacular trails in this community, I have been reduced to a quivering mass of grape jelly on a slab of burnt toast. (Yes, this is the very definition of “purple prose.” Not to put too fine a point on it. So sue me.) Suffice it to say, this is a young man’s game. And me? Well, I’m no longer a spring chicken.
Don’t get me wrong. It was a beautiful day out there under a beautiful Colorado sky. The temperature was just about perfect – in the high 60’s, and low humidity of course. This is Colorado after all. No storms rolling in like last week when the Work Day had to be rescheduled. About 20 volunteers showed up. That was a pretty good turnout. And with all the rain and subsequent erosion we’ve been having this year, our work was sorely needed. Here in these parts it’s been one of the wettest springs on record. And the trails have suffered.
ME, left. NOT ME, right. Both of us carry a McLeod. That works great for trail building. It works less great for fire fighting. Where is your Pulaski when you need it most?
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The inside scoop on the McLeod versus the Pulaski can be found here and here. Bottom line, you better not have to carry your McLeod too far into the back country, at least not if you know what’s good for you. It’s heavy! But for gentlemanly trail maintenance in a suburban setting, it works just fine.
Now all I need to do is to rest up for 6 months before the next semi-annual round of trail maintenance fun and games. Well, that and I need to sharpen the blade of my McLeod. Should be a piece of cake. Even for an old geezer like me.