Sort of broken computer
I am typing this from my worky computer. Can you tell? Probably not. My homey computer is compromised. I dropped it while it was plugged in and the plug broke off inside the plug hole then the battery ran out. What does this mean to you? It means you won't be able to see my Yosemite pictures because I have no way to get them to the Internet. Sad, no? Not really, as my friends are better photographers than I and have posted some photos here and here.
Here is a photo of all of us looking snowy and adorable in front of our cabin-tent thing:
It was my second time being in snow (third if you count when I was a baby and my mom took me to Big Bear).
You should be impressed by us because we showshoed for 8 miles on what turned out to be an expert trail. And we didn't even die! In fact, quite the opposite. We lived, oh how we lived. In between the hardcore walkin', during which I turned off my brain and powered through, we stopped and had the Great Winter Hot Dog Picnic of 2008. I am a firm believer in food rewards during hikes.
The views were amazing. Now I understand why people walk up hill!
Now I have to go to Yellowstone. Wait. Is that a real park or is that the park from the Yogi Bear cartoons? No, that was Jellystone. Yellowstone is real. Wanna go?
UPDATE: Justin has added posts about this trip here and here.
Here is a photo of all of us looking snowy and adorable in front of our cabin-tent thing:
It was my second time being in snow (third if you count when I was a baby and my mom took me to Big Bear).
You should be impressed by us because we showshoed for 8 miles on what turned out to be an expert trail. And we didn't even die! In fact, quite the opposite. We lived, oh how we lived. In between the hardcore walkin', during which I turned off my brain and powered through, we stopped and had the Great Winter Hot Dog Picnic of 2008. I am a firm believer in food rewards during hikes.
The views were amazing. Now I understand why people walk up hill!
Now I have to go to Yellowstone. Wait. Is that a real park or is that the park from the Yogi Bear cartoons? No, that was Jellystone. Yellowstone is real. Wanna go?
UPDATE: Justin has added posts about this trip here and here.
I had a good talk with my new friend, Anna, tonight about how I'll do any hike if it goes to a restaurant. Hikes to food are for winners!
Posted by
l.ementary |
1/29/2008 1:35 AM
Hiking is for cool people, definately. Glad to hear you had a good time, and did not die! I miss it heaps. Hopefully this won't be a rare event for you.
Posted by
TWM |
1/31/2008 9:58 AM
I was fortunate enough to attend the Winter Olympics in 2002. For the bobsledding event, held on a tall, steep hill for gravitational purposes, spectators like myself were granted the option of climbing on foot or taking a bus. I rose to the challenge and hiked, for which I was awarded an Olympic medal. (One of far lesser quality than the prizes awarded to those who signed up early/qualified to ride down the mountain on sleds at high speeds.)
I would have much rather been awarded a hot dog than a medal.
Posted by
grogged |
2/08/2008 1:21 AM
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