Sunday, July 11, 2010

Waning sunday

Winding down after a day at the dunes with J. and the zilla.

Hiked my ass up one of the biggest dunes (elevation of 184 ft) and down the other side. Felt pretty awesome (read: had regained breath and stopped sweating like proverbial whore in church) until we realized that we still needed to climb some 2,567 steps to reach the next path.

Mad props to my boy, J. who kept his composure even when the zilla and I came perilously close to melting. Even attempted to help me with my piss poor map skills. If I should ever pull a Time Traveler's Wife, I will make sure to find my fourth grade self and set her straight. I mean, we can't carry a GPS all the time...


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