By agmoore on Skatehive
It all began with a pair of boots. Actually it began with a phone call, during which my granddaughter told me she was going hiking. Where? In the Virginia mountains. I searched my memory banks. Has she ever hiked before? Has she ever been in the Virginia mountains before? First thing I thought of was snakes. My friend, Annette, used to tell me about hikes with her family in Virginia. She regaled me with stories about the rattlesnakes and copperheads they came across. I learned both copperheads and timber rattlesnakes are commonly found on hiking trails in Virginia. Both snakes are venomous pit vipers. My Granddaughter at the Summit Yikes. I asked my granddaughter about her foot gear. Sneakers. Yikes. I asked her to let me buy hiking boots...ankle high, at least (because of the snakes). She resisted. I persisted. We only had two days to get this done. We needed overnight delivery if she was going to get the boots in time. Finally, she said, "Yes". Boots were there the next day. She sent