>>2780264Before my wife I went on a couple hikes with some girls in my lab. It was really amusing how easily I could bully them to go further up the trail than they wanted to go. When we did Bison Gulch I got them to go up a final half mile scree section they didn't want to, but once we got up there they were very grateful. Both hikes were strangely hazardous - one had an extremely aggressive cow moose and one had human traffickers, rather troublesome.
With my wife, our first date was a two night/three day camp out at a campground about twenty miles from her city. She was a nervous girl then and hadn't spent much time with me outside of the lab (my student), so we did the campground as a relatively safe (in her mind, lol) way to camp.
Second date she came up to my city and we attempted a trail and overnight in the white mountains. God said no, the worst fucking rain I've ever seen in the interior hit us as soon as we got across the first creek, after a mile the trail had three inches of water in it, after two miles the trail occasionally dipped into flooded patches of alderjail with water up to my knees. After four miles the rain was positively torrential and the temperature had dropped, she and the dog clearly had hypothermia and I had to emergency set up the tent and keep them both from perishing. After they warmed up and we decided to turn I packed up the tent again, we got about a half mile down the trail and the rain abruptly stopped - sunshine and rainbows. Also very clear tracks about a mile from the truck showing we missed a monster of a moose.
Third date we went for a two night hike'n'camp near her city, was pretty nice, I caught some decent fish.
It continued in more or less that fashion until we had kids. She fell down a mountain the day I proposed to her, which was funny after seeing she wasn't too badly hurt. Experienced some inexplicable stuff in the wild on a few occasions with her. Never boring, certainly.
