Into The Wild

Mistress and slave broke out of the tyranny of our typical weekend in River City: no entertaining the Dowager Domme for Mistress. No chilling with the cute grandsons for Mick.  Instead we packed up our backpacks and headed south into the Bluegrass State. And it wasn't for the Derby. No we headed into the wild for a long (8 miles or so) hike in a national forest. It was raining some, but we were trying to toughen up for a quest scheduled for September to one of the 7 summits.  Putting miles on our aging legs is the key, and so we hunkered down.  Save some sore feet and achy muscles, we survived.

Fortunately, we didn't exactly "rough it" on Saturday night. We found a lovely room at a local state park lodge.  There was time for worship and a nap before dinner at the Lodge's restaurant on Saturday evening.

As we ambled into the dining room, we realized we weren't in River City anymore.

Dinner was the buffet variety, and consisted of fried chicken or fried catfish, and some rather leathery mystery ribs, with some cooked-for-days green beans to provide a color other than brown for your plate. And as we looked around the room we observed that 1) 3/4's of the males were wearing baseball caps over dinner; 2) almost all of the ladies were dyed blondes with big poofy hair; and 3) the average adult weight was about 240 lbs (although the long haired guy in the tie-dye wife beater tee shirt probably through the average out of kilter some).

"This is definitely pre-existing condition country, Mistress".

"You're bad, slave....."

After we licked our fingers of accumulated deep fried chicken grease, and indulged in the dessert bar, we headed down to the "tavern" for an after dinner bourbon.  (What else would you drink in KY?) The bar tender had a haircut that was some sort of tribute to John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever. And their were more loud and brassy blondes at the bar, cackling about their disdain for football, as they watched the Yankees and Cubs on the overlarge TV screen above the bar.

Rest assured we quickly consumed our beverages and headed back to the quiet shelter of our room.
It was nice to sleep in,  and engage in some languid wake up sex with Mistress,  before we departed for another few hours on nearby trails.  We had some fried chicken to walk off.