Hiking trip part 3 (afraid of heights)

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Hello again! 

Apologies that it's been ages since I've posted. Life has been somewhat frantic and kept me distracted for a while. Regardless this is part 3 of the hiking trip!

On day 3 when we woke up we got camp packed up as early as we could, as mentioned we didn't make our goal in distance the day before so we had an extra five kilometres to catch up on. One girl, Shannon, was decently afraid of heights and first part of the trail, sure enough, is a giant ladder. Specifically about 40 steps, slanted with the hill so it /felt/ less dangerous anyways. Shannon made it about 30 steps before she began to have a mild panic attack and we did what we could to verbally get her through it. She made it up, let herself cry for about two minutes hugging someone in the group she had known previously and was okay to continue onwards. We felt awful for her but she managed really well in spite of everything... which was when I had one of those brief moments of thinking to myself "wow, you can be a bit of a sadist...". The thought had crossed my mind that before she was actually in an actual panic attack, it would have been reeeally hot had she just started wetting her hiking shorts part way up the ladder. She was really tall, at least 6 feet easily and pretty thin so I imagined it would probably just drip from the bottom of her shorts into a proper stream and splash over the ladder for whoever was walking under her, wishing I had chosen to do so and climb after she already part way up. A bit of a malecious thought I admit, but intensely erotic as well.

After we had all we reached the top we hiked up the hillside through the woods for about three kilometres. The woods were mostly densely populated by Douglas fir and pines and there were sword fern on each side of the trail practically anywhere you go. Out of everything we had seen of the coast and the woods, this was the area that at the time most reminded me of something that you would find in a Tolkien novel. There were a couple more ladders and staircases on the path, none like that first one though. Not long after we reached something of a break in the trail at the beggining of a boardwalk that was mercifulfully more even grounded than the hillside. The boardwalk itself stretched out between gravel covered ground for about four kilometres. Needless to say some of our bladders were getting restless at that point. The ground off the boardwalk was mostly safe to walk over. There were a few moss covered areas that actually had 4 or 5 inches of waters just barely below it but if you were cautious you could walk between them easily enough. I found a spot out of sight from the boardwalk by one of said mossy ponds. I let my stream run against the ground, noticing the puddle running towards the pond that had a ripple coming towards me that barely showed through the moss. Even though it was isolated enough, I couldn't help but imagine the ripple was from another girl, hopefully Natalie peeing into the same body of water. Squatting down and just letting go, careless of if anyone should see her. On the walk back to the boardwalk I did hear what sound like a small river. There wasn't any running water where we were so it would have been to have been another member of my group relieving themselves. Low and behold Sam pops up and as I'm walkin back I can vaguely see the outline of her standing back up and pulling her shorts up. I walked back and imagined her barely thinking her shorts barely pulled down, squatting over a pond and watching her stream dance over the moss and splash against the water it was growing over. Once we had all returned we continued on the trail for another 7 or so kilometres, I can't remember exactly. Those two memories in particular seemed worth sharing, hope to write the next chapter soon 🙂

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