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It's November 2003; many months have passed since the Boys hiked Rocky
Mt Natl Park. Thanksgiving is days away. It's RB One Kenobi (Jedi Knight's)
39th birthday (which he's celebrating with his new twin sons). The
Hat's back to playing indoor soccer. Iron Al is cautiously
heading into the Adirondacks (again) with the
Boys. E-mail responses
to the last G-WeB upload have
begun to trickle in. "g"
has (calculatingly) coralled the Hat, Iron Al, and Whiskey
Tottin' into running the Turkey Trot 5K in Troy Thanksgiving morning.
AXE continues to nurse a strained knee. The Knee is basking
in hiking self-actualization in Jersey. High Altitude continues
to float replicas of mini sail boats in his hot tub in an effort to cope
with winter. Oh, man... if the Boys
survive another winter of snow shoeing, skiing and their typical mishaps...
they might be heading off to the West Coast Trail in Vancouver
this summer. In the mean time, what ever happened to the
Boys when they trekked into Rocky Mountain National Park
last August? Where's the story?
As you last remember, two days before the
Boys were to leave for Rocky Mt Natl Park, "g"
bailed on the trip due to a minor heart problem; RB One Kenobi
(Jedi Knight) stored his gear and assumed the status of available
should "g" require surgery.
And then... there were only 5 heading west: the Hat, High
Altitude, AXE, the Knee from Jersey, and Gotta Have
a Lighter Pack Larry.
It should be noted... there was not a G-WeB reporter on
this trip. Consequently, we at G-WeB resorted to
some pretty devious snooping around to learn the truth about the
Boys and their shenanigans in CO. And... wait until you see
what we uncovered! What you'll read is likely to make your face break
out with the most awful blemishes. You'll be asking yourself, "Are
these really the Boys who raised
the bar... the standard... for Homer Simpsonism in the back country?"
And... if any of the Boys
want to challenge the LaBellishment
that follows... we at G-WeBconnect will post their rebuttal without censorship.
So, fasten your seat belt... here's what we learned from talking to "g"...
Part
10a:
The Real Truth About the Boys in Colorado
(as told by "g")
During the week in which the Boys
were backpacking in CO, I was knee deep in medication and cardiac rehabilitation
(a fancy phrase for working-out with a wireless EKG harness attached to
your butt). I was eager to learn about their adventure the moment they
returned.
Making the decision to not hike with the Boys
was disappointing, to say the least. However, I didn't want to feel embarrassed
if I died at 12k/ft on Andrews Pass. Even worse, dying would signal an
opportunity for the Boys to rummage
through my pack and pillage my cool gear before the ceremonial, pushing
the 'ol dead guy off the 12k/ft ridge line.
Once home, I heard some amazing stories from the individual conversations
with each of the Boys. Here are the
high lights:
1) Leaving town: This time... High
Altitude therapeutically treated his flying phobia with a six-pack
of airport brewskies instead of the previously used and highly sedating
Ativan therapy. Consequently, he successfully avoided two days of la-la-la
land after flying.
2) Dining out: The
Boys love to eat... anything... any time. Apparently they ate
amazingly well at the Stanley Hotel (known for it's cameo in The Shining)
and Grand Lake Lodge. But, they did suffer a minor dietary setback. Upon
their arrival in CO, they had to navigate through an 8-hour tidal wave
case of diarrhea - an event triggered by the Hat who suggested
with persistent zeal, "Look! Let's chow-down at that all-you-can-eat
Mexican restaurant!
3) The Trail
Day 1:
The First day of hiking brought the
Boys to, two nights of camping below Ptarmigan Mt (12384 ft).
It was an easy 6 mile hike in to a most beautiful camp site. Everyone
was healthy!
Day 2:
The Boys
hiked around Lake Nokomi and up the scree to the summit on Ptarmigan.
The summit offered the most breath taking view of the Rockies.
Day 3:
Gotta Have a Lighter Pack Larry swallowed a mealie bug at breakfast
and unexpectedly announced he was returning to the hotel at Grand Lake.
The Boys were shocked. The Knee
(unsuccessful) offered to perform trail-side surgery with High Altitude's
multi-tool. Then...
there were only 4!
While rolling up his sleeping pad... pop... AXE felt his
lower back snap into despair. He wondered if he could move, much less
finish the trip. He took a handful of Motrin.
The Boys carefully stood him erect, lightened his pack some,
gingerly place his pack on his tender back, and pointed him towards the
trail.
They were appropriately fearful of a lightening strike. Thunderheads
loomed overhead. They hiked 11 miles; 8 of them at 12k/ft. The Knee
and AXE fretfully and slowly traversed the exposed ridge line.
High Altitude and the Hat, having visions of lightening
strikes upon them, frenetically hiked/ran and left behind the Red-Cross
Party; they cycled through 6-hours of panic attacks. HA lost 19-lbs
in nervous sweat; TH lost16.
They spent 2-nights camping at Granite Falls. AXE took prescription
Flexeril; he became comfortably relaxed. The
Boys were exhausted. It had been a cold and damp trip. They
were asleep by 1700 hours.
Day 4:
AXE nursed his back, took more Flexeril, and laid low. The Knee,
High Altitude and the Hat day-tripped to Haynach Lake. Of
course, the Hat needed to trailblaze his own way back to
camp and nearly lost a limb on the way down. The
Boys hit a hail storm nearing camp. Martha Stewart had
dinner prepared and the tarp up for protection.
Day 5:
The Boys hiked out to Grand Lake where
they were met by Gotta Have a Lighter Credit Card Bill Larry. That
'ol coot, Larry. He rented a Corvette, drove to Las Vegas, and
charged to his wife's business $8500! I have no idea how he pulled that
one off with his wife. (Of course, I have yet to hear from him.)
As far as I know, the Boys returned
home with (unkempt?) promises to see their primary care physicians for
various reasons: back problems, phobias, anxiety attacks, cholesterol,
etc. That's as much as I know!
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