The dog knows, when you are on your last legs, you leave the devil’s cut, even if you are a beagle. #stillalive #chaseachu
Another Red Rocks training hike, this time with the Cherry Gulch loop. #dawnpatrol ⛰
Spend the early afternoon plotting other hikes. Looking forward to next week’s planned 10k and 12k summits.
Walking to the store last night, I was jumped by a black cat. Friendly, well-fed, and insistent that she be petted.
Given how 2020 is going, if the universe wants me to pet a cat, I’m petting a cat, even if superstitions are screaming loudly.
“Sometimes endings are more important than beginnings.”
Watching a friend teach his child about chess endgames, I am grateful for being invited into their world.
First Colorado training hike complete. Little winded on the up, but far, far less than expected.
Will hike Red Rocks again before heading to Devil’s Head Lookout Tower in a few days. #dawnpatrol ⛰
Sitting on the porch, the smell of impending rain comes rushing in with the wind.
My first thought is, “Ooooo! Petrichor!”
My second is, “Wait, I smelled that.”
“Not what I was expecting.”
“False advertising in one direction, or cultural appropriation in the other. Back away slowly.”
“They actually let you sit inside now.”
They go off to sit inside the restaurant.
Just because you can, doesn’t mean you should.
How am I this tired and still wide awake?
Right. Mt Baker.
Mt Baker and all its mountaineering induced injuries.
That I am willing to place my bag on the airport floor to keep the woman behind me away from me is a testament to this woman’s inability to measure rwo meters. #morninggrumps
Desert, so of course we have cockroaches. The one in my bedroom could have at least waited until I went to bed. It is now crushed and in the front yard.
I haven’t used this backback in probably 12 years.
Tomorrow is going to be rough. Always up late on the travel nights.
I am grateful my brother will be staying at the house in my absence.
I’ve been driving my boat with my anchor still down. Time to lift it and move full throttle.
I am uncertain of my fitness.
This adventure is exploratory and educational, I do not need to summit. I would be good with reaching the summit, however.
The view from the other side of the argument, given by a neutral third party, is eye-opening.
They made it home safely.
I registered to vote today. First time in my life voting in a state other than California.
I am tired.
I ate two pints of ice cream today, and only two pints of ice cream.
I would like to believe this life is not merely a test.
What’s good? What’s bad? Who knows.
Years ago when I split from my college BF, I had adventures (motorcycles, scuba, and hang-gliding) that terrified my parents, who wondered if I had a death wish.
I’m in a similar situation now. Eying a trip to Stockholm for Frantzen and Ekstedt, has that recklessness returned?