I guess no one ever explained these things to her…

Someone please explain to the whiny person (he says resisting a stronger term) that cell phone reception is a function of proximity to a transmitting tower… and that perched high in a mountain range, one is probably well beyond the 2-3 mile range offered up by said towers… which is why one typically sees them dotting the landscape even along I-35 heading south from Minneapolis to Des Moines…  But yet she stares at her device, no doubt a Galaxy or an iPhone judging by the shape (was there ever a Trail story that featured a brick phone or a flip phone??) and looks peevishly at it, wondering, “Why won’t it talk to me??”  And who is it she wants to talk to, or what is it she is after?  The latest Kardashian Dirt?  One has to wonder…

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Turn page to the greatest Cherry Trail “look” of all time… Sort of a cross between Lockjaw and “what <on earth> am I doing here??”  Not that long ago, while still in the relative comfort of Lost Forest, the girls were bonding and chatting it up… what a difference a couple days and a few thousand feet of elevation makes!  Meanwhile, Mark, ever the schemer, and in direct reflection of wanting to get the hell away from this annoying female-type human being, doubles down on the ol’ “Let’s go flying and take pictures of Bighorns gambit.”  In other words, “If you don’t mind (please…) doing a little flying, we could get the hell away from your wife, who clearly is beyond redemption…” Maybe that’s why Cherry is gritting her teeth and setting her jaw- “not without me, you don’t- I want to get away from this too, you know…”  If being spoiled and whiny is the makings of great drama, we have now set the table!