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| no partners | | I mean, who doesn't like a reach-around? It couldn't possibly rain all morning. Wrong.
To celebrate backpay payday, I found it warranted to use sick leave to honor the House doing absolutely nothing for a six-week period and felt nauseous about the recent ‘mathing’ being done by supporters of the party currently in power.
Three pairs of eyes along the MMT were likely deer. Then the fog set in, followed by some sprinkling and then actual rain. I wisely took an hour delay at an overhang before reaching the ridgeline. Once moving again, there was the sound of foamy rapids, mud shoe squishing and twice rattles from within boulder piles being traversed. I didn't see any hippies over near Peak 3195 but that area is such a geologic upchuck. Seemed apt for this sick day. Searching for breccia to climb doesn't rank high on my climbing goals list but perhaps I'll return when there aren't waterfalls cascading down every possible summit route. The broken flagpole was hauled off of Peak 3125 along with some other garbage found along the route. The only sign of others was one set of boot and dog prints once descending from BS. RIP DC. |
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