by albertscwriter
try "About an hour after I first glimpsed her ..."!
"Between the booms of thunder and the blinding light, there is a momentary clam. " - I thought clams were found in the sea, not up in mountains!!
VERY obviously you made absolutely zero attempt to proof-read your story before you Posted it! That shows complete disrespect for those you hope will read your emanations!
A few minor edit errors but overall a high quality story. Short, sweet and to the point. Thanks for writing.
I have put several thousand long-distance hiking miles under my boots and I'm here to say this is not a far-fetched fantasy. These things happen; admittedly rarely, but they do happen. The precipitating situations vary widely, but the results are often comparable. Casual nudity is fairly common on a long trail.
That said, after a series of long, hard trail days, sex has a low priority. You just want to eat, maybe take a sponge bath, and then collapse into a deep sleep and hopefully prepare for tomorrow's climb, or distance, or both.
Ignoring the high altitude clam, I found this a delightful story, and one without the violence, adultery, and incest that seems to permeate this board.
Well done. Maybe I'll see you on the trail someday, somewhere.