in a cavern, in a canyon
May. 5th, 2003 08:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ilanaramaOur five-day backpack in the Grand Gulch / Cedar Mesa area of Utah reminded me of how much I love backpacking; how much I had missed it while on the boat, how happy I am to be living again in a place where I can go wander in the wilderness by foot. Yeah, I get off on strapping more than 1/3 my body weight onto my back and maneuvering up steep trails and down rocky slides, and sleeping on a thin pad and having to get up in the middle of the night and stare at the incredibly bright stars while I squat to pee. It was a lovely trip, and I didn't even have to cut my own arm off, nor anybody else's arm for that matter.
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Date: 2003-05-05 10:58 am (UTC)Sounds wunnerful
Date: 2003-05-05 08:38 pm (UTC)Did you take pictures? Since I'm stuck in an office, I'd love to live a few moments vicariously through you...
Re: Sounds wunnerful
Date: 2003-05-05 09:08 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-05-05 09:50 pm (UTC)"What are you crying about? Oh, I see. A splinter. Have I told you about the time I CUT OFF MY OWN ARM WITH A POCKETKNIFE?"
"Yes, Dad."