So I spent the morning up at Mt. Evans. It is at 14'er, which means that it is over 14,000 feet tall. It is about an hour outside of Denver and was really fun to drive up. I left around 8:30 in the morning here and got to the summit around 10:00. It was snowing at the top of the mountain. Not hard, but enough that I could notice. I also saw a ton of what I can only assume are beavers or some part of the beaver family. There were mountain goats, who didn't give a damn about anything you did. They would mosey across the road in front of cars basically saying "I'm a mountain goat, this is my kid, what are you gonna do about it?" I got a few good picks, especially of one that was chilling with their kid at the rest center at the top. Come to think of it, I never saw a mountain goat without a kid in tow, interesting. I've secured directions to Seattle, now I still am having trouble with Idaho, but it will all work out I'm sure.
One other thing about Denver, and Mt. Evans especially. IT IS FUCKING COLD HERE!!!!! Devner isn't getting above the high seventies, which isn't bad, but at the top of Mount Evans it was 12 with wind chill. So me and moy shorts (at least I still had a jacket and hoody) had to spend no more than 4 or 5 minutes outside at a time before getting back in my car to warm up. I fucking hate the cold.
I did, however, get to tag the ice on the mountain. I took a picture of it, so hopefully there will be some proof. The ice/snow was super hard since there was no moisture in the air. Being at altitude game me a headache, but I was hydrated well, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Now I'm chilling back in Denver, watching Two Towers with Sam. I'm thinking of seeing Farenheit 911 soon, maybe even today. I need to do laundary, however and get some gifts for these folks. It is going be a Pinot Noir and a case of Corona to support both of their drinking habits. The final strange thing that has happened so far today is that I tore my pants hopping a flat-top fence. What exactly my pants caught I don't know. Maybe gnames grabbed on to them as I tried to hop across. Fucking gnomes.
I'm headed out tonight (apparently no later that 12 since the crew I'm running with can't hack the late night) so there might be a post after that. If not I will see you in a few days from Seattle.
Jeremy, I hope things went well with your Mom, and thanks for the wake up call to spread the suffering, you cock.
M
One other thing about Denver, and Mt. Evans especially. IT IS FUCKING COLD HERE!!!!! Devner isn't getting above the high seventies, which isn't bad, but at the top of Mount Evans it was 12 with wind chill. So me and moy shorts (at least I still had a jacket and hoody) had to spend no more than 4 or 5 minutes outside at a time before getting back in my car to warm up. I fucking hate the cold.
I did, however, get to tag the ice on the mountain. I took a picture of it, so hopefully there will be some proof. The ice/snow was super hard since there was no moisture in the air. Being at altitude game me a headache, but I was hydrated well, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Now I'm chilling back in Denver, watching Two Towers with Sam. I'm thinking of seeing Farenheit 911 soon, maybe even today. I need to do laundary, however and get some gifts for these folks. It is going be a Pinot Noir and a case of Corona to support both of their drinking habits. The final strange thing that has happened so far today is that I tore my pants hopping a flat-top fence. What exactly my pants caught I don't know. Maybe gnames grabbed on to them as I tried to hop across. Fucking gnomes.
I'm headed out tonight (apparently no later that 12 since the crew I'm running with can't hack the late night) so there might be a post after that. If not I will see you in a few days from Seattle.
Jeremy, I hope things went well with your Mom, and thanks for the wake up call to spread the suffering, you cock.
M
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