I’m sure most of us will remember where we were when hurricane force winds ripped through the midwest, knocking out power for hundreds of thousands, just in our little neck of the woods.
In fact, I was in the woods when the winds hit.
I gave in to what has become a regular weekend urge, and went for a hike Sunday morning. I laced up my now well worn boots, tossed the backpack in the truck and made for Clifty Falls State Park.