The general Internet has got some serious disease and it's riddled with more hypocrisy than a preacher caught naked with a little boy so we can find the preacher and blow him up with a rocket-propelled grenade or we can leave that stuff at the door and get on with real life. It's the same reason you remove your shoes at the door since tracking mud into the house is really going to get Mother burnin' mad. Then she's going to reach for the fly swatter and you know which end she's going to use.
(Ed: did your mother really do that?)
Nope, she relied more on the Wait Until Your Father Gets Home approach.
A Trek to the Sequoias carries a whole lot of positive juju and I'm fairly sure Cadillac Man has been there already but I'm not sure with Yevette. I'm assuming that's the Triumvirate because I know these are some seriously restless mofos.
The sitrep (i.e. that's yer military talk from back when I was with the Foreign Legion and that means 'situation report') requires a bit of Walmart Physics. We review probable walking distance based on time spent in Walmart since little time is spent paused for consideration of products and most goes directly toward walking from one to the next to collect them.
For our case study, it's not so uncommon to spend perhaps an hour walking about Walmart to fetch whatever is necessary. The average walking speed of a human in good shape and on a level surface is about four mph. My speed is low and I estimate, at best speed, two mph. Therefore, our Walmart Physics reveal a maximum potential distance of up to two miles for any given jaunt.
(Ed: that ain't hiking, it's fookin' strolling!)
Right you are but Walmart Physics don't lie. This is all for the possible vs practical, see.
Yevette's walking speed is fairly good and it's definitely not her who will win the prize for Slacker of the Hike. Cadillac Man is likely in-between on speed but he has a grandkid so he's definitely needed to keep at least some speed.
There's likely to be quite a bit of interest in picture-taking and that asks right away, 'is yer interest the hiking or the gawking,' but maybe the hiking is the gawking. You know how it goes when you swing around a corner or some such and then it's revealed, this magnificently unbelievably incredible whatever it is. Maybe tears come to your eyes as you just stand there, awestruck.
Here at the Rockhouse, we see it as inner skiing. That works against you if you think you will crash because then you will ski to where you will likely crash and, what do you know, you crash. It also works toward considering where things will likely be which will strike us silly from the awesome revelation so go there and be struck silly. You know, with your mouth hanging agape because you just don't believe it.
(Ed: is that the Silas General Theory of Relativity?)
Yep, but y'all are smart li'l monkeys and you can write that yerselves. We're talking about looking at trees, really big ass trees, three-thousand-year-old trees. How tiny do you feel now, li'l monkey.
There's the practical consideration for whether Cadillac Man and / or Yevette have done this before as neither seems much afflicted with the awful horror of 'been there, done that' thinking but it still counts for being a wildlife virgin and seeing something incredible for the first time.
Another practical consideration is when can it happen and it looks like yer opwind (i.e yer 'operational window' and I learned that in the Foreign Legion too) runs up to maybe the end of September with increasing chances of rain toward the September end of it.
(Ed: is that really military lingo?)
No idea.
Also on a major bubble is Utah and I haven't looked yet because I've been shamefully slacking and watching movies but I saw the rave from Mystery Lady and anything worth a bullet on a bucket list is a major consideration. Utah is much, much closer than California so that's a huge bump on the practical side.
Cadillac Man and I talked about this on Skype a few nights ago so I know there's high interest / restlessness in him. Yevette is sucked deep into news horror as if there's sense if you only look deep into my eyes, sayeth the Raven. She seriously needs to be rescued but I know she's willing because she has always got off on adventures.
(Ed: did your mother really do that?)
Nope, she relied more on the Wait Until Your Father Gets Home approach.
A Trek to the Sequoias carries a whole lot of positive juju and I'm fairly sure Cadillac Man has been there already but I'm not sure with Yevette. I'm assuming that's the Triumvirate because I know these are some seriously restless mofos.
The sitrep (i.e. that's yer military talk from back when I was with the Foreign Legion and that means 'situation report') requires a bit of Walmart Physics. We review probable walking distance based on time spent in Walmart since little time is spent paused for consideration of products and most goes directly toward walking from one to the next to collect them.
For our case study, it's not so uncommon to spend perhaps an hour walking about Walmart to fetch whatever is necessary. The average walking speed of a human in good shape and on a level surface is about four mph. My speed is low and I estimate, at best speed, two mph. Therefore, our Walmart Physics reveal a maximum potential distance of up to two miles for any given jaunt.
(Ed: that ain't hiking, it's fookin' strolling!)
Right you are but Walmart Physics don't lie. This is all for the possible vs practical, see.
Yevette's walking speed is fairly good and it's definitely not her who will win the prize for Slacker of the Hike. Cadillac Man is likely in-between on speed but he has a grandkid so he's definitely needed to keep at least some speed.
There's likely to be quite a bit of interest in picture-taking and that asks right away, 'is yer interest the hiking or the gawking,' but maybe the hiking is the gawking. You know how it goes when you swing around a corner or some such and then it's revealed, this magnificently unbelievably incredible whatever it is. Maybe tears come to your eyes as you just stand there, awestruck.
Here at the Rockhouse, we see it as inner skiing. That works against you if you think you will crash because then you will ski to where you will likely crash and, what do you know, you crash. It also works toward considering where things will likely be which will strike us silly from the awesome revelation so go there and be struck silly. You know, with your mouth hanging agape because you just don't believe it.
(Ed: is that the Silas General Theory of Relativity?)
Yep, but y'all are smart li'l monkeys and you can write that yerselves. We're talking about looking at trees, really big ass trees, three-thousand-year-old trees. How tiny do you feel now, li'l monkey.
There's the practical consideration for whether Cadillac Man and / or Yevette have done this before as neither seems much afflicted with the awful horror of 'been there, done that' thinking but it still counts for being a wildlife virgin and seeing something incredible for the first time.
Another practical consideration is when can it happen and it looks like yer opwind (i.e yer 'operational window' and I learned that in the Foreign Legion too) runs up to maybe the end of September with increasing chances of rain toward the September end of it.
(Ed: is that really military lingo?)
No idea.
Also on a major bubble is Utah and I haven't looked yet because I've been shamefully slacking and watching movies but I saw the rave from Mystery Lady and anything worth a bullet on a bucket list is a major consideration. Utah is much, much closer than California so that's a huge bump on the practical side.
Cadillac Man and I talked about this on Skype a few nights ago so I know there's high interest / restlessness in him. Yevette is sucked deep into news horror as if there's sense if you only look deep into my eyes, sayeth the Raven. She seriously needs to be rescued but I know she's willing because she has always got off on adventures.
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When calculating hiking time, standard AMC "book time" for someone under 40 in average shape is 30 minutes per mile PLUS 30 minutes per 1000 foot gain in elevation. The over-50 Hiking Meetup Group (a NH based group that's in damn good shape but consists of members averaging around Age 60) uses 1.5x book time (i.e. 45 minutes per mile plus 45 minutes per 1000 foot elevation gain.) Times are a bit better if you're on a road or sidewalk. Those times are meant for trail hiking. (Dirt or grass may be better on the knees, but it's slower going overall.)
Thanks as I was thinking 1.5 - 2.0 was probably too high so now I see making half that is probably more realistic.
That applies to the practical as with this range, across how many states are you willing to drive to do it. One thing for sure is hardly anything interesting happens inside a car unless it's a '57 Chevy but John Mellenkamp already wrote about that. Definitely must exit the vehicle to find some life out there.
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