I was itching like crazy from the fiberglass insulation I stuck my upper torso into whilst fixing a broken waterline under the house that morning.
I get a text from a friend asking me if I want to go
"Hey, wanna join me summitting and glissading down Mt. Adams this evening?"
I have no idea what those fancy big words mean but I get excited.
I got my friend to promise to help stack, I called my chicken friend to help in some way, and he says, do you have any idea what you are getting yourself into.
I inquire further:
"Would head up to trailhead and arrive by 4:00. Hike up to 7000' and camp. Wake up about 4 or 5 in the morning, summit, slide down."
I suggested to lulu we just camp at our own river.
Now you all have unlimited wifi and I'm setting on log next to an unconvincing fire trying to cry steaks in my castiron pan, and I'm using up my bonus gigabyte blogging...
You-all tell me if Lulu and almost 50-year old me are ready to climb Adams.
Pretty funny if you look it all up!