I guess I should explain the "Dont look, Chip" title of the last post. We were in the Mahoosuc Notch, scrambling over and under and around boulders, and Chip was behind Flora and I, watching our different methods of getting through stuff then picking the preferable way for himself.
I hike in a skirt which is absolutely awesome in every way EXCEPT when scooting down rocks or climbing up things in front of a boy. I am usually very ladylike with my skirt, Flora says. However, in the Notch, I had a particularly daunting boulder to climb and I ended up on almost the top of it, on my stomach, my pack crushing me holding me to the rock, with nowhere to go and as far as the skirt goes, I was in a very compromising position. I yelped in agony because I thought I was going to fall off, but then realized the full extent of the disaster I'd made and yelled, "don't look, Chip!!" which cracked Flora up and Chip as well. I glanced at him while floundering around and he was dutifully averting his eyes.