Post AZT HIking and I Meet a Coyote

YESTERDAY...

I hiked today. 5 glorious yet slightly painful plantar fasciitis miles.

I was a little leary of going out to the trail since I had no idea if I would find more or less people there than usual. There were less.

I passed 2 women with a dog at mile 2 and that's it. Then I had the trail and parking lot to myself.

It felt great to get outside again. Stretch my legs. Listen to the wind. Walk on the crunchy ground!

At mile 4 or so I crossed paths with a coyote. It seemed I may have snuck up on it (something I would NEVER do) because it was rather startled to see me and I him. Apparently he was just about to enjoy breakfast and possibly didn't hear me coming. The coyote and its breakfast scampered off. (I apologize Mr. Coyote for ruining your meal.)

This trail and the unnamed ones crossing it will be my playground for the next few weeks. Maybe months.

I'm beyond thankful that I have the trails in my backyard.

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