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Showing posts with label Mountains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mountains. Show all posts
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Camping
I really enjoy camping this time of the year. There's just something about the brisk autumn air that makes me want to gargle some warm milk and go for a nice long hike. Here are a few pics from along the way...
You might be interested to know that the photo taken on the foot bridge almost did your dear friend Albert in. Because immediately after the photo shoot, I slipped and fell into the creek; luckily I was not swept away in the current, but rather the proud recipient of a sprained nipple and a dislocated taint thanks to the boulder that cushioned my fall. And that, dear readers, is real pain!
You might be interested to know that the photo taken on the foot bridge almost did your dear friend Albert in. Because immediately after the photo shoot, I slipped and fell into the creek; luckily I was not swept away in the current, but rather the proud recipient of a sprained nipple and a dislocated taint thanks to the boulder that cushioned my fall. And that, dear readers, is real pain!
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Southbound
Following my escape, I headed south. After hiking several miles, I passed a sign that informed me that I was headed toward Alabama. Now, I've never been there before, but I've heard things...not good things...enough so that I didn't want to tempt fate, so I veered east toward the mountains. These particular hills looked liked boobies!!!
As I passed through the land of cleve, I came across some nice fellows (albiet with few teeth) who after introducing themselves insisted that I squeel like a pig...I don't know what that was about.
Shortly after noon on Monday, I had made my descent from the mountains and had arrived at a beautiful lake which happened to be part of the Tennessee River. I decided to set up camp here for a few days. That afternoon, I knocked all the dirt and filth off of me in the restroom of the local campground. All that cleanliness brought out the anarchy in me, so I decided to raise some hell.
As I passed through the land of cleve, I came across some nice fellows (albiet with few teeth) who after introducing themselves insisted that I squeel like a pig...I don't know what that was about.
Shortly after noon on Monday, I had made my descent from the mountains and had arrived at a beautiful lake which happened to be part of the Tennessee River. I decided to set up camp here for a few days. That afternoon, I knocked all the dirt and filth off of me in the restroom of the local campground. All that cleanliness brought out the anarchy in me, so I decided to raise some hell.
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