>be me, early 20s uni student
>holed up in my room for several hours studying for a degree I don't want
>fill hydroflask (get one if you haven't)
>find my most rugged pair of trail shoes and a snug coat
>drive to the foot of a rural ravine after days of rainfall
>smile as months of stress seep into the streambed with every step forwards
>bounce on the rusty waterpipe hanging over the wash
>break pipe. laugh about it
>continue hiking when the veil of nightfall sets in
>tfw there are no lights or roads for miles
>seek high ground
>there's a house here. I think it's owned by the water district
>knock, greet sole occupant at fuckall midnight
>explain your path taken
>he invites you in, piss drunk
>we eat pistachios, play his drumset, and watch Alien 3
>drives you 20 minutes to the nearest road before he heads to bed
>"Don't hesitate to come back anytime you wanna catch up! The gate code is ****#"
>call ex-girlfriend to pick you up
>"What the fuck do you want, anon?"
>SHE PULLS THROUGH
I made a new friend, and reconnected with an old flame, and probably toasted a thousand calories on a 10 mile trek into the wilderness. School fucking sucks, but with hikes like these, I'm sure it'll all be worthwhile.