Day Four

Worked. Then around 5 I headed South 5 miles to Bogachiel St. Park, following a lead from a reliable source that the hiking trails there are just like Dagobah. I got there, but there were no vines, no swamp, no sagely green imps, and not even any hiking trails. So I walked down the middle of the Bogachiel river listening to the Great Lake Swimmers and savored a swimming hole I found. Oh, I forgot to mention that today was my first portable-MP3 player experience, and it was pretty awesome. I hammered to Audioslave on the way to Bogachiel, it was the perfect decompression from work. I think I have to formally give up my resistance to portable MP3 players, though I still think iPods are lame.