POLLY - ENVIRONMENTALIST
RELIE - CLEANUP
LARRY - COOK
KIM - NAVIGATOR
DANI - JOURNAL
MARK - NAVIGATOR
JEFF - COOK
JODY - MOTIVATOR
It is now after 3pm but before 9pm. We have just
gotten done setting up tents and picking and choosing who is going to sleep with the boys.
Yes, we are in our 20s and 30s and we're still trying to stay away from those yucky boys.
Pasta Alfredo is for dinner and I can't wait. A warm filling meal will be the perfect
finish to a fantastic day.
We started out earlier than the day before (YIKES!) or so it seems. Tore down camp, ate
granola (never can get enough of that fiber), and headed out.
The hike was beautiful. Walking through the
forest we saw bright orange mushrooms, firey red leaves and velvety green moss that
cushioned our feet better than any plush carpet. We heard birds calling, leaves rustling,
the river flowing and an occasional miner.
At the end of our hike, we all enrolled in belay school where we were taught the proper
way to wear sexy crotchless underwear. Oh no, that was a harness. We also learned some
knots and a new dance step. We then moved on to the more serious part of our job as rock
climbers. We were taught how to keep our verbal contact and how to keep each other safe.
Very important stuff.
Which brings us up to now. I listen to the wind in leaves, laugh with my new friends,
and wonder how long until dinner.