I woke up this morning at 8:53 to the sound of my alarm clock. Normally, that wouldn’t be unusual, but my alarm isn’t set for 8:53; it’s set for 6:23. That means that I had been hitting snooze for two and a half hours without raising my actions to the level of conscious thought. Wow.
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Two hundred and fifty miles of driving each way. A day spent hiking in the mud, a night spent braving the cold. Yet the peaceful solitude, the rugged beauty of the landscape, and the sunny second-day weather made the negatives merely footnotes on the whole experience.
My backpacking trip, though short, was a complete success. A couple of photos:
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After scuttling my plans to go backpacking last weekend because of the weather, I am heading out today. It will be a short trip, but I think that’s all right.
My gear, including fuel, food, and water, weighs 22 pounds. While not super light, that’s not too bad.
I dropped about 20 pounds earlier this year, but it still feels very strange to have all of that weight added back to me. I’m glad I can take it off my back whenever I wish.
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The sky was green, the rain thick, and the wind fierce. In the distance, tornado warning sirens wailed. I know those things because I observed them all as I slowly walked past some enormous windows towards my office’s designated tornado shelter. Yes, all of the routes to the shelter went past potential sources of flying glass. Brilliant!
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Reason #3248 that America is fat: scooters for the able-bodied in Vegas. Are people really that lazy?
Sure, everything is surprisingly far apart, and maybe your legs are cramped from a long session at the tables. Never mind that. Get into the sunlight, away from the smoke, and work off the free drinks and commodity buffet fare. Sheesh.
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