Hinkley Carriage Trail

One of those fancy, limited-run IPA style 4 PAX hit the trail for one hilly ruck. Thought we lost Focker and French as the sounds behind Padre and I went quiet. Turns out they took and adventurous and possibly romantic detour to explore some alleged clover fields. After an SOS text was dispatched, they emerged like majestic wildlife from the woods and we transitioned to talking about AI in the parking lot. You know, a typical and awesome ruck.