Remember my toes from a year ago? Both big toenails were black, and two others. By the time we started hiking this year the big toenails were finally grown out and healthy again, with the smaller toes in good shape too.
Despite 350 miles of "official" hiking this summer, only three toenails were damaged. Sadly, the worst was that nice healed left big toe. I smacked it, hard, on a rock, and knew it was a goner. At least the old nail has come off cleanly instead of remaining on top of the new nail in a messy double layer that is really hard to cut.
Now, don't go saying "gross," or "ouch." They don't hurt at all. If you are going to be a hiker, this sort of thing is a fact of life. But, don't you think it's a little sad? These are the last toenails I can damage as part of my official North Country Trail Quest.
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