| Mounting the Mount (Sagamook that is) |
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| So we mounted it like goats and sweating to the stench of that classic hot-day animal smell we made it to the look out. Nice swack Dave. Swack for all those who are confuddled is the sweaty-back syndrome that you get from hiking with a pack on, even if its just a couple of miles. Ummmm swack-tacular! |
| Gen and I, moments before I pounced on her and threw her over the cliff. Her damned bloody cast got caught in a crevace and she made her way back up to bite my face off. I think dehydration had kicked in by then and I may just have imagined that happening. But has anyone really seen Gen since then? Bwa ha ha. |
| And the moment everyone has been waiting for *drumroll* THE MISSING LINK! Scott, you are one hairy bastard when you take that shirt off! |