Have you ever run into a situation where you’ve gone running after it rained and started out trying to avoid puddles but later realized it was a fruitless effort and ended up trudging through them? That’s kind of situation popped up last weekend while hiking on the Gunflint Trail.
Here’s Carly keeping high and dry:
Followed by my less that successful effort to keep my shoes dry:
By the time we hiked to to the top of Eagle Mountain with the Cannon’s, everyone’s shoes were soaked* so the river crossings went much faster on the way back down since we were much less dainty.
*Kyle forgot to bring hiking shoes so he was hiking in sandals. Not recommended.
