Helaine and I are a little stumped. We went for our walk up Sleeping Giant and weren’t quite sure what to wear. Maybe this has to do with my watching Les Stroud, aka “Survivorman,” too much. Les always talks about the downside of sweat, evaporation and chill. Helaine may glow, but I sweat!
With the mercury lower and enough breeze to hear the rustle that marks fall we took light shells to wear over our t-shirts. We were still sweating (OK, I was sweating), but the sweat wasn’t going anywhere. There is a solution, we just haven’t figured it out yet.
We’d like this to be a year-round thing. I’m not so sure we’re going to be able to do that.