It’s Halloween week, so I should have suspected something nasty was going to happen on the trails, especially today. See, moments before leaving out, my friend Tammy who was supposed to go hiking with me, text saying she wasn’t feeling well. When I told her to let me know if I could bring her anything, she replied “if you find a new body that would be nice”.
So my costume of choice today was a nun:
Almost immediately into my hike, I smelt death. All I could think was “oh boy here we go again”! I know you’re thinking, wait again!? I kept hiking, the smell was horribly strong but I didn’t see anything, and soon enough the smell was gone. I went about another 1/5th of a mile and that’s when I stumbled across the body right in the middle of the trail. A Fox. It was flat as a pancake, which tells me the vultures already had breakfast. I was just happy it wasn’t a cat this time. (Cat story below). So I found Tammy a new body today =). Of course she didn’t specify that it had to be a human body!
It’s weird how far smells can travel. Granted 1/5th of a mile isn’t that far. I did double back to make sure there wasn’t something else decaying. Anyway, it was a nice hike. The weather was amazing. Nice gentle breeze, cloudy skies, and about 68. The smell of death though, is still in my nose!
Back in June (I think), I came across a styrofoam cooler just right off the trail. Next to it was a blanket with something rolled up in it. My first thought was oh crap, because it was about the size of a newborn. Mind you, this was not there the day before. Upon closer inspection, it was a dead cat. Who does that kind of crap!?
The next day, Jerry went with me hiking and by that time the vultures and other animals had gotten ahold of it and actually drug it onto the trail. All that was really left of it was bones and the horrid smell of decay. Smells don’t bother me, but my husband is a gagger. Which is funny because he is a volunteer firefighter. Needless to say, he jolted past it.