Gnats and Kiss Me, Kiss Me Hiking

Dave and I went for a long hike around Lake Wapello yesterday.  It was warm, in the 80's, and no wind.  And, like I said, we hiked around a lake.  Which meant we were accosted by gnats the entire time.

It was 6+ miles of a quick route step march, using upper body movements such as Team America's (the movie) signal, "Kiss me, Kiss me".  Actually, if you saw the movie and remember it, it was the danger signal, meaning to come and get me.  Anyway, we love some movies like that, despite its liberal use of the F word, and some of the movie lines have peppered our language.

So here is Dave doing the "Kiss me, Kiss me" signal.

Yes, I know it is blurry.  But picture the arms moving up and down across the face, windshield wiper style, or a "slow down" motion.

We got some good exercise on this hike that seemed to never end, mostly because of our pace.  Also, when we started out on this hike, Meth boy (I named him METHer Head, or if you like Deliverance Boy better, you can think that).  Both could have been accurate.  He was carrying a plastic bottle of Mountain Dew with red liquid in it.  And, of course, his drawers were almost off his butt, though more red neck style than the popular urban style.

Since we didn't know what he was up to, and he certainly wasn't a hiker, not a real one anyway, we were suspicious and quickly overtook him and moved out smartly.  Thankfully we never saw him again.  We half joked about running across his meth lab....  Glad we didn't.

Dave had run 6 miles or so in the morn, so this additional six he put in was a nice total for the day, matching my 12 or 13 miles of running on Saturday.

Today I can feel muscles in my butt from the route step pace we kept up, even up the hills.

We did some good sweating.