Hopefully this is the only day in my life that I'll be able to say "I just got lost in the woods by myself."
6:05pm- I arrive at the mouth of the trail. Check out the awesome direction poster of the trails. Bop on down the trail.
6:15pm- I reach the fire tower (which I habitually call "the water tower" and Aaron acts like he doesn't know what I'm referring to). You can climb to the top and see an awesome view of Woodbury, CT. But it's rickety & terrifying.
6:16pm- I opt to take "the road less traveled" channeling my inner Robert Frost. This is the 1st error. I find myself trying to recall if the trail color is green or blue. I should have taken a photo of the diagram. Horse apples.
6:24pm- growing concern. I see some trees with blue marks and some with green. Trees are blocking the path. I think "what could be dangerous out here?" and then I picture a snake snapping out of a rock cluster as I plod over them.
6:30pm- the sun is weakening. I no longer recognize trail markers or trees. I think "when they find my body, Aaron will just tell them what my tattoos are. They'll know it's me.
6:32pm- I remember I have an iPhone and it has a compass. Issue- I don't know which direction is correct. Square 1. I turn on the map app and realize how far I am. Panic.
6:40pm- sweating, wandering, thirsty. I see the roof of a house at the very base of what feels like Everest. Civilization! But really- i'm on a cliff. No way out.
6:45pm- Aaron texts me. I tell him I'm lost. He offers to find me. I pass.
6:50pm- trail located! I'm not going to die! Wait.. I was only in the woods for like 40 minutes. My bug spray lasts 7 hours past that.
6:59pm- I reach the base of the trail. The house...the one with the roof... Is to the left of the trail base. I was literally there 20 minutes ago. Stoooooopit.