Kyle and I binge listened to “The Push” by Tommy Caldwell on the way to Northern California. We couldn’t get enough. Neither one of us has gotten deeply into rock climbing, craggin’, bouldering, big walls, or any of that (yet?) and so we devoured his words and his experiences with gusto. He fascinated us. One […]
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We woke up in what had been an unloved campsite but had ended up being a good night sleep. We played the alarm game, and decided to keep sleeping even after the alarm went off at five. It has been hard getting out of bed at five because it has been dark and cold, I […]
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After our restless night we hit snooze on the phone at least four times. Our 4:30 wake up turned into a 5:30 wake up and we finally drug ourselves out of our sleeping bag and into the world around six o’clock. Luckily the day was an easy twenty four mile day of ridge walking, accompanied […]
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We got up early the next morning. We had a long twenty five mile day and Kesa had to hike out and drive all the way back to Sunnyvale. Even though we don’t drink coffee it was pleasant to smell it brewing in Kesa’s Jetboil. Also, she had hiked in butter, which we all added […]
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In the middle of the night Kyle woke me up to inform me that his side of the sleeping pad had gone flat, which meant both sides of the sleeping pad had holes. Goody. We re-inflated it and switched sides, since my lesser mass causes it to deflate more slowly. “We will fix it tomorrow […]
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