Trail food

When we were cross-country skiing, we stopped for a brief lunch. Pepper pulled out the food she’d packed, and I sat down beside her. “Where’s your lunch?” she asked. In answer, I dug into my jacket and found an old Lifesaver.

She thought it was so ridiculous that she took a picture of it. Contrast her carrots, blueberries, sandwich, and hummus against my energy ring:

What can I say– this is how I hike.