Another one-night trip organized by the OHTA, this time on the eastern half of section 4 of the Ozark Highlands Trail from Arbaugh Road to the Ozone trail head. We did the western half about a month ago. The main features are Lewis Prong, Waterfall Hollow, Hignite Hollow, Boomer Branch, and the Mulberry River. Lewis Prong and the Mulberry both required wading. This was a trip that will probably be talked about for years to come.
There was one middle-aged participant that I thought at first glance was a rather unattractive woman but then noticed that they obviously shaved their face regularly. Then that person removed their jacket, revealing a blouse, and introduced themselves as Roberta (not the real name). Yep, it was going to be my very first trip with a tranny.
To make things even more interesting, it was Roberta’s very first backpacking trip and, we were to find out along the way, she was very poorly prepared – with way too much stuff and generally the wrong stuff. Her pack was probably at least 50 lbs and included such gems as a WWII-era trenching tool (contrary to the linked article, no hiker would ever find it “indispensable”).
At our first crossing of Lewis Prong, while everyone else was rolling up their pant legs, Roberta removed her pants completely to reveal a teeny-weeny bikini that had turned itself into a thong. At that point it was settled that Roberta was still anatomically male, and hence a transvestite rather than a transsexual, though I doubt any of us really wanted to know. After the crossing, Roberta didn’t put her pants back on, preferring to continue in the bikini/thong. Nobody would hike behind her. That’s enough about Roberta, though more stories are sure to be told around future campfires.
The weather was sunny and clear, and a bit warm for me. We had 13 participants – a relatively large group. We saw our first Dogtooth Violets of the season.
I remembered some of the scenery from my first trip through here but for some reason was mostly blank on the area between Boomer Branch and the Ozone trail head. I have a memory of the Mulberry River crossing but the rest was unfamiliar. I don’t think I’ve ever forgotten that much of a trail before.