I feel like I just said this about September, and about August before it. Somehow October came and went and I feel like I didn't even have the time to stop and enjoy it! Sheesh!
My birthday came and went. It was lovely in all aspects, but it is the Fancy Pants celebration tomorrow that I am looking forward to the most. Not because it is particularly exciting, but because it is exactly how I wanted to celebrate my birthday. Quietly, with my friends, on top of a mountain. I wish more than anything that you were here to scramble up my favorite mountain with me, but I promise to have a glass of wine just for you.
My R2R approacheth, and I am growing increasingly insufferable with excitement. I have devoted all of my free time to compiling what is more or less a dossier on the South Rim. *I* am pleased about it, but the rest of the world is pretty sick of hearing me talk about the canyon. HA! Nobody cares how many unconformities are (in the Grand Canyon), or which section of which trail has the steepest grade, or what the record number of crossings done on foot in a single trip is...but I do! I want to know everything! About everything! Bwahahahaha!
This may or may not turn into a Grand Canyon trivia space for the next couple of weeks. I will try to keep it in check, but I can't make any promises.
Other than the usual amount of excessive mountaineering, there's not a lot to report.
I hung out with my dad for a while today. We went out to dinner and did some shopping. He talked about his new doctor, who is apparently super awesome, I picked up some more yarn and new hiking socks. I love hanging out with my dad.
I finished the octopus hat (which is amazing). The tentacles are longer that I would have liked, but I think they are actually the best length given the circumstances. The shorter tentacles are much cuter, and lend a much livelier look to the octopus, but the also end up in your face all the time which is bad for hiking. The longer tentacles are heavy enough that that particular issue is resolved. The only downside to it is that it is heavy, and it may be too warm for the bottom of the canyon.
That's all I know. Or rather, that's all my brain can think of right now. Clearly I need a nap.
I miss you terribly Dear Friend. All the days. Especially the days when I fail to write here. I hope things are well in The Land of Trees and Fog, and I hope you're not freezing to death up there. Sending all my love.
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