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Thursday, May 31, 2018
Wednesday, May 30, 2018
Bobbie had to work yesterday so I would be flying solo. I was in desperate need of a summit and not just any summit would do. No, I needed a mind-blowing, Land of Oz, come to sweet Jesus and weep kind of summit.
Monday, May 28, 2018
So I'm sitting in my faux leather hearthside chair. It's early of a morning and my abused, aching legs are gently propped on a padded footstool. I'm half crippled from vigorous back to back days on the trail.
My iPhone pings; a short text from Leon reads: "Log Hill?" Ugh...
Thursday, May 24, 2018
Saturday, May 19, 2018
Wednesday, May 16, 2018
Since being roped into the Black Canyon Ascent by my 1% body fat biking/hiking/swimming/running pal, Leon, ten days ago, I’ve been “cramming” like it’s finals week back at SMSU. Yes, just like those nightmarish party-now/study-later days of youthful lore, I stand before you naked and afraid and unprepared for a "test" I got wrangled into whilst heavily sedated with I-can-do-anything endorphins following a silly little bike race up Log Hill.
Sunday, May 13, 2018
In order to race up Log Hill, Leon and I must first ride 16 miles of county backroads—from Ouray, through Ridgway and beyond, to a brightly labeled "Danger: Natural Gas Line" post that serves as a makeshift starting line at the base of "the Hill."
Sunday, May 6, 2018
You know that frustrating feeling, the one where you have a weeks-on-end aggravating itch that can't be reached? Well, I was finally able to scratch that itch yesterday...to the point of bleeding. We'll see how long it takes to heal.