Mark parked his truck behind the ranger station, his friend was a ranger and had agreed to keep an eye on the truck and trailer while Mark camped. His friend came out and they went over the park visitors list. One group of four had started their hike early that morning and were going to be out three days. No one else had called about hiking during the week, but that didn't really mean anything, there were no requirements for advanced notice. Probably a group or two would show up for a couple of days of hiking and camping plus the normal day hikers.
Mark tried to do a solo trip each spring, spending about five days in the woods. This year, he was a little later than normal but the schools weren't out yet so no scout troops or vacationers would be out here yet. Mark liked the peace and quiet of hiking alone and could easily avoid contact with other campers by making camp off the trail a little.
After checking his gear, Mark headed out about two in the afternoon. A couple of hours of hiking would put him deep enough into the woods to make camp for the first night. Most people would hike for six hours or longer before making camp that first night. Making camp early let Mark double check his equipment before getting too far away from civilization.
Mark set up camp off the trail but he had a view of an open stretch of the path. After his tent was up, he ate the sack lunch he brought with him then relaxed as the sun set. With enough food for seven days, Mark was ready for most problems. A gallon of water with him, purification tablets for refills along the trail. A slick new dry ice cooler that was small enough to fit inside his pack and weighed almost nothing, held a dozen eggs, a steak and some lunch meat. Enough instant oatmeal for every meal for five days and a loaf of bread rounded out his food supplies. Any fish he might catch during the trip would be icing on the cake.
The nights were cold and the days were warm this time of year, Mark huddled in his sleeping bag the next morning after dragging his clothes inside with him. After his clothes warmed up, he got dressed, cooked a couple of eggs on his tiny propane stove and broke camp. It was almost ten o'clock by the time he was ready to go.
Just as he headed for the trail, Mark heard two female voices coming down the trail. Knowing he couldn't get in front of them, he sat down out of sight to wait for them to pass. Two girls, who Mark guessed to be in their early twenties, appeared in the clearing. Each wore cutoff denim shorts, a T-shirt, and hiking boots. Both had long firm legs and nicely shaped bodies. After they made it through the clearing, Mark followed them down the trail, staying out of sight.
The girls stopped for lunch beside a natural pond, Mark ate a sandwich out of their view but where he could see them. To his surprise, the girls shed their clothes and dove into the pond. Mark admired their firm, young bodies as they disappeared into the cold water. It wasn't long before they came bouncing out of the pond, their nipples erect from the cold and quickly dried off. They bask in the sun for an hour before getting dressed and continuing up the trail.
Mark stalked them the rest of the day until the girls stopped to make camp. He slipped around them and continued down the trail for an hour to the point where a second trail met the one they were on. Mark set his camp up then doubled back to see what the girls were doing. Shadows were growing long when he got to the girls camp, it would be dark in an hour or so.
From his vantage point, Mark had a clear view of the camp, the girls were eating dinner. The blonde sat on a log while the brunette sat on the ground between the blondes legs. Odd, Mark thought, for them to sit so close with so much space around. The reason for their closeness became clear when they set the plates off to the side. The brunette rose up to her knees and turned to face the blonde. the blonde pulled the brunette close to her and kissed her deeply.
They tenderly caressed each other as their kisses grew more passionate. Fingers roamed about each body, hands slid shorts down long firm legs. Bras and T-shirts came off in a single motion. The girls took turns licking and nibbling each other's body. Slender fingers toyed with pussies, one trimmed neatly, the brunette's was shaved smooth.
To Mark's disappointment, the two girls climbed into their tent out of his view. As nightfall approached, he heard the sounds of pleasure coming from the tent. First one orgasm echoed through the darkness, followed soon after by the gasps and moans of the second girl's orgasm. A quick look at the fire the girls had built to make sure it wasn't going to flare up, and Mark headed back to his camp.
That morning, Mark set up for breakfast and headed a few minutes back up the trail. As soon as he heard the girls coming up the trail, he hurried back to his camp and started cooking his breakfast. The girls happened upon him just as his eggs were done.
"Good morning." Mark said.
"Yes it is." replied the surprised blonde. "We didn't think anyone else was out here."
"You must have caught up to me this morning." Mark offered. "I don't get in a hurry in the mornings. Could I offer you some eggs or oatmeal?"
"We ate a little while ago." said the brunette. "We should probably just head on up the trail."
"Enjoy your hike." Mark replied.
The girls headed up the north trail, Mark ate quickly and took the south trail. He knew the two trails met again later in the day. Mark passed the point the trails rejoined and set up camp by a stream. An hour later, the two girls appeared on the trail.
"Well, hello again." Mark grinned. "I couldn't tempt you with breakfast this morning, how about a fresh fish dinner?" Pulling his stringer out of the water, he showed them the two trout he had just caught. "They are biting pretty good, I can probably get another soon."
"That sounds delicious." said the blonde. "We would be grateful for such a nice meal."
"We'll have to set up camp first." said the brunette.
"Good." said Mark as he baited his line again. "If you'll start a fire, I'll clean these up while I catch one more. By the way, I'm Mark."
"I'm Darla," said the blonde, "and this is Amber."
The girls set up their tent and started the fire, Mark quickly caught another trout and had all three fish ready to cook by the time the fire was ready. They talked about hiking and camping as they ate, about how Mark had been camping in these woods since he was a boy and the girls had been here the last three years during college breaks.
After dark, they turned in. Mark heard a muffled discussion in the girls tent that he couldn't make out. Silence followed until the muffled sounds of a woman having a orgasm and not quite being able to be quiet drifted through the crisp night air. Mark could not tell whether it was Darla or Amber that had come and he did not hear a second orgasm.
The next morning, as the trio broke camp after breakfast, Darla was all smiles and Amber was all business. Mark easily knew who had gotten off and who didn't.
"I'm headed off the trail this morning." Mark said. "There's a beautiful cave with a spring about three hours from here. I always spend one night there no matter where else I go on my trip."
"That sounds neat." said Darla. "Lets go with him Amber."
"You better ask if we can before you horn in on somebody." replied Amber.
"You are welcome to come with me." said Mark. "If you both want to. If not, we'll say goodbye here."
"I'd like to if Amber wants to." Darla looked at Amber, pleading without saying a word.
