Last Friday on my commute home the ladyfriend calls me and I quote,"Take your time we don't need to be there for a couple of hours."
I took this as an excuse to take the long way home looking for a different way to get up to Mission Peak. I decided to take Weller Rd via Calaveras Rd.
Didn't know that road was a private road until I get to the No Trespassing Signs saying "Trespassers will be shot with rock salt."
Figured rock salt to the chest wasn't a good way to end my week so I figured I would take it off road to meet up with a trailhead.
Following a cow trail I found myself lost. Seriously lost. Lost to the point where the survival instincts are starting to kick in.
Thinking in my head, "It's getting dark maybe I should find/make some shelter and try early in the morning tomorrow."
But at the same time knowing that the ladyfriend would be pissed if I came home the next day didn't bode well with me.
So I push on. I eventually find my way toward Mission Peak with no help from GoogleMaps.
Not many pictures show that I was rushing to get home:
-Manny "I'm not lost. I'm just exploring." Acosta