Tuesday, September 7, 2010

... well, maybe all 'ceptin' hym.

Day SeventyFour, August 30, 16 Miles
At Mile 1504, Poptart 534
Never rains in Colorado, always hail. Shortcut up to the divide with nice views back to Parkview. Bowen Pass and Bowen Mountain were amazing. Much more impressive than that Bowen Mountain I used to live on at least. Our eyes nervously watching to the north and west as we headed for the cover of trees. Hawkeye didn't make it. Sat shivering, wearing almost everything before slogging the long, boring walk down into Grand Lake. Life is much easier when the trail goes through a town. Caught up with DnA and Joker, had an awful lunch and spent the afternoon between the friendly library and rather unwelcoming hotel. First shower in weeks but still no laundry 'cause there's always the next town right? Spent $30 on my dinner after a mildly drunk Joker convinced the mildly drunk me that a $22 meat platter was what we both really wanted. It was. Stealthing is a hard thing to commit to when buzzed, the effort and all. So we crashed DnA's party. Everything in Grand Lake is for sale if your interested. I'm not.

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