inwatermelonsugar460“We should go backpacking,” I said suddenly.

“What’s that?” Richard asked over the newspaper.

“Backpacking,” I repeated. “We should go.”

“Where would one go for back packing?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” I answered. We sat silently for a while thinking.

“Perhaps,” he said turning the page of his newspaper. “Perhaps we could just follow the train tracks and see where they lead.”