HUNTING CREEK TRAIL HIKE

Our leader to us disclosed
That the Parkway had been closed.
This was because of snow,
And because this was so,
An alternate hike was proposed.

How well I remember
That cold day in December.
We drove up Hunting Creek Road
Well above the highest abode,
We three NBATC members.

To its end we rode.
Then with Ken, who had no load,
Up the hill hell-bent
On the trail we went,
Which is an extenson of the road.

As we went our merry way,
We crossed the Blue Ridge Parkway.
'Twas a windy fridge
Up on Thunder Ridge
As the AT came into play.

Just as I had that hunch,
It was time to have lunch.
So we went round a bend
And got out of the wind,
And that helped a bunch.

Then the hike turned tame.
For Ken said 'If it's all the same,
Since the ridge we've found,
Let's turn ourselves around
And go back the way we came.'

The miles the hike constituted
Could well be disputed.
Seven is what Doug said;
It's four per a sign I read,
But five of them I computed