September 10, 2012
me and three of my dudes climbed st. helens this weekend.
2 miles of the hike is just a steep hike; everything above treeline is a scramble. you can't walk more than a few steps before you have to climb a rock.
(there is no space for a trail so the poles are your only markers. this one had lost the will to live)
micah, who led the way most of the time, found this treasure about 3/4 of the way through the hike:
it was an actual barbell. you know, the kind that weigh, like, 40 pounds. how anybody got it up there is a real mystery. we were amused.
(apparently I had my camera on the "dark and shitty" setting)
the way the cloud cover formed made it seem like we were very, very high.
I climbed that mountain once too.
we found wall-e along the way.
also, it was really effing windy. I didn't do my hair like that on purpose.
we got to the top. it looks like this inside the cauldron.
Nub got there too. it was too windy to put him down.
(also, teeny tiny mt hood!)
I'm still not sure mountain climbing is really my bag. but I'm glad I went.
otherwise, things are pretty hard, internet. it's a herculean effort just to get out of bed in the mornings. and that's all there is to say about the rest of my life.