Last weekend was a hiking weekend with Heather and I heading to Henry Coe State Park to see the spring wild flowers. Well, me, Heather, a thousand bike riders, and every wild flower lover in the county. The road into the park is a narrow winding road which isn’t the most fun to drive at the best of times. However on Saturday there was a bike event so the drive was extra annoying with all the bikes and a few riders who didn’t grasp the concept of “share the road” or the fact that 4,000 pounds of car doesn’t stop that fast (even at 10 MPH).
When we arrived at the park entrance we were greeted by a nice ranger who informed us that the parking lots were full, but we could park outside the park and walk in (and avoid the day use fee). He told us to park by the “cattle grate.” The cattle grate is a quarter-mile from the entrance and the entrance is half a mile from the trail head, so our hike ended up being 1.5 miles longer than expected.
and yes, we did find a parking space after passing the grate – not sure that was only a quarter-mile away. Once we got the trail and to the nature part of the day it turned into a wonderful day to be hiking.
We had a wonderfully long day. By the map I figured we walked close to five miles, but my FitBit tracker registered 6.8 miles for the day. I haven’t decided if I failed map reading or if the FitBit is wrong.
In either case, my doctor told me Monday morning that I’d aggravated my plantar fasciitis by a combination of overuse and not stretching properly before hiking.
If you need me – I’ll be limping around the shop,