Lovers and Losers, Pt. 7 of 7. Scott reached the area of their original position a little over a half hour later a little off track and was somewhat winded. He came down the last slope in a clumsy manner and emerged from the trees where the other two vehicles were, ahead of his pickup. They were parked about forty meters in front of one of the abandoned mines, and he expected to be taken by surprise upon recognizing the misjudged locale. However, the circumstance was completely opposite.
Richard stood up fast after hearing him stumble over some loose rocks and approach closer. He turned, brought his hands up from below his waist, and said, "Jesus, Scott! You sure know how to scare the hell out of a person. Almost caught me with my pants down too, literally. Where did you come from anyway, a deer hunt?"
"No, a long hike," he replied, "with wild Wendy. Did you see
Lovers and Losers, Pt. 6 of 7. While Scott went his own way, Wendy intended to make sure her return route would be out of his view completely. She remained frustrated because the potentially threatening situation made her compelled to obey him, like some dog on an invisible leash; jealousy was one of her few stronger weaknesses. She was in the denser woods no more than ten minutes when the sound of small twigs breaking was heard in the distance. "Okay, you sneaky little pest. I'll tell you just who belongs to whom well enough," she commented to herself before moving faster.
Wendy moved further up-slope over rockier terrain and more ground obstacles a little longer and stopped near the top of the ridge to listen again. Only a few birds in the sky-clogging network of branches above could be heard, along with the occasional buzz of a flying insect. She turned her head to the left fast as a small part of a patch of de
Lovers and Losers, Pt. 5 of 7. Scott surveyed the area around him and saw that the path only went straight a shorter distance than he just walked before curving away again. He postulated that it thus had an irregular sigmoid shape, like that from a snake or serpent, but he could not even guess as to what kind. The size of it seemed absurd and certainly beyond belief. Even moderate-sized saplings had been crushed down flat and stripped of their thin bark and often their very foundation. "What kind of force could have done this?" he thought while still amazed. "Looks like a bulldozer drove through here in hell of a hurry."
He knelt down and upon close careful inspection of the ground saw subtle ripples across its surface -- the imprint of his mysterious "bulldozer." They were not quite evenly spaced but were most noticeable towards and in the middle of the descending trail. He crawled a few meters and s
Lovers and Losers, Pt. 4 of 7. Scott and Wendy walked nearly one hundred meters down the special slope before encountering more of the deciduous and largely evergreen forest. The broad-leafed trees grew in small thick clusters about the taller dominant stand, and after both of them were into it for a few minutes, he started to doubt her certainty of his more desired goal again. When they did find it though, it was very obvious and left them moderately surprised, even agog at first.
The long-sought and discovered objective consisted of a distinct gap as wide as a city street, and its stark overall appearance made him confirm its presence verbally first. "You don't have to tell me this is it, Wendy. Your facial expression is doing that well enough," he said.
"Y-yes, I know. I was just looking at all of the mushrooms on each side of it. They weren't at the place at all . . . w