I’ve been on the road a few days, and I have a good feeling about this Scamp. I’ve had no major mishaps, no losing my iPhone on the trail, no killer bee stings, no potentially dangerous Elvis-obsessives, no getting locked out of Sadie and crying in an Applebee’s parking lot, no need to turn around and head home for repairs.
Or maybe my standards for a “good” Scamp are now incredibly low because of all that! Ha ha!
First stop was Capulin Volcano National Monument. The park ranger at the visitor’s center warned me that a storm was rolling in, so I should unhitch (you can’t drive a trailer to the rim) and get up there. Which I did.
I was expecting a landscape similar to what I’d seen in Hawaii, but since Capulin is a long-inactive volcano, vegetation has taken over and the look was very different. But still beautiful.
It’s a steep climb to the top rim of the cinder cone, and clouds were rolling in, thunder booming in the background, and lightning in the distance. But I wasn’t deterred, despite the fact that I was effectively making myself a human lightning rod. (This resistance to deterrents may have something to do with previous mishaps, but I’ll leave that alone for now.)
An older man was hiking up the trail ahead of me, and after a particularly loud crack of thunder turned and said, “You know we’re both crazy, right?”
Yeah, I know, I said. We laughed, and kept going.
The upshot is I did not get struck by lightning, and if that’s not the definition of a good Scamp, I don’t know what is.
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