Unsure of exactly how many times I said, "F*** me," it was definitely in the double digits. Mt. Shavano made me cry twice. Probably best I made this journey alone.
Everyone says to start early, but they don't say carefully follow the signs, so I spent an hour warming up mah bones on the wrong trail. Found some friendly campers with crotch sniffin' dogs who got me on the right track and decided I couldn't quit before I started even if I really, really wanted to.
But, I'll be damned if it isn't beautiful!
1 comment:
After reading the reviews about Shavano, I'm glad you didn't get struck by lightning.
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