We were up on the top of Mount Mitchell yesterday. A great Red Ride.
We started back down and Unit said, "Where's the nearest bathroom?"
Uh-oh. Probably back at the top. Turned around and back up and the place was closed. No facilities.
Gave up. Going down the mammoth hill, I asked, "Maybe you can pee on a tree?" The nearest bathroom is 50 miles away.
Unit said, "No, I have to POOP!"
Oh shit. Now we're in trouble. This is wilderness.
Getting desperate. A 45-degree incline up to the tent camping area.
End of the road. There was an outhouse, a Porta-Potty. We were tearing the car apart, looking for some paper.
Never mind, they had some in the Porta-Potty.
Prepare folks, wherever you go. Take it with you.
We started back down and Unit said, "Where's the nearest bathroom?"
Uh-oh. Probably back at the top. Turned around and back up and the place was closed. No facilities.
Gave up. Going down the mammoth hill, I asked, "Maybe you can pee on a tree?" The nearest bathroom is 50 miles away.
Unit said, "No, I have to POOP!"
Oh shit. Now we're in trouble. This is wilderness.
Getting desperate. A 45-degree incline up to the tent camping area.
End of the road. There was an outhouse, a Porta-Potty. We were tearing the car apart, looking for some paper.
Never mind, they had some in the Porta-Potty.
Prepare folks, wherever you go. Take it with you.
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