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| Dog bites, vomit and farm animals...just your typical "Paradise" weekend with the Hippy.
And now I see 2.0 is in the works... 
I lost my first reproduction juice holder Friday night when temperatures plummeted along with HEAVY, HEAVY rain and wind. A full bladder caused a very sleepless night -- I had irksome, yet creative thoughts about relieving myself (from both ends I'll add) without having to leave the dry comfort of my tent. I do have "wag-bag" experience, but eventually (and fortunately) heard a break in the pitter-patter on the rain-fly. 
The next morning EVERYTHING was soaked...even the coals from the previous night's bonfire. Getting a new fire started was a HUGE (and smokey) chore...fortunately, the reputed fire-master "nonot" was on the scene (along with his Padawan Chumly). Cold, wet campers were soon burning holes in socks, jeans, and yoga mats...
It remained cloudy and gloomy most of Saturday...several HAZers (Vince,Hippy,Todd,Fan,Frank,John and I) quickly day-hiked to Circlestone (see triplog) in some very muddy uphill hiking. When we got back, the HAZ camp seemed to have doubled in size...and even included our own (cuter than a goat) HAZ mascot, Daisy the Schnauz...her fascination with the local sights and smells kept her VERY busy. Lastly on Saturday, we were blessed with a leftover Thanksgiving FEAST from the next-door T.I.T.S camp...I don't remember eating Lobster Mac & Cheese before, very yummy.
The second reproduction juice holder broke off well before dawn that next morning as my bag's 32 degree limit was severely pushed once again. Earlier that evening, I found amusement with a rhythmic, harmonious chorus of snoring from the dozen or so nearby tents and hammocks. Somewhere around 3am, the distinct sound of Hippy's cackle broke the silence along with a glow from the resurrected fire. I went over to "warm my bones" and investigate - finding her, Chumly, Vince and Kyle circling a now MOUNDATIOUS ash pit within their bags...I got warm by the fire, shared a few laughs at Chumly's expense and went back to my tent for another "nap".
Upon awaking the next morning I found my tent-fly was frozen solid - but we DID have coals and a NICE fire blazing away. Everyone seemed in better spirits as we thawed-out and prepared for the day's 9 mile hike back to reality. It was a beautiful day.
Another highlight (for me) came at the Boulders on Broadway where I found NFL Football, a Sunday all-u-can-eat pizza special and a FREE batch of mis-ordered chicken wings!!! 
Was great getting to know some new HAZers...(always makes forum post reading better when you know the person(ality) behind them!)
A very memorable weekend as always.... |
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