Entry #716

Well, today ruled. George and I went hiking up at Castle Rock. It got dark early, so I kept running into things and slipping off ledges. I'm pretty sure I almost killed myself on more instances than one, which is the mark of a worthwhile day. We didn't run into any wolverines or anything, but we did get fined by the ranger when we emerged for staying past dark. I had to restrain myself from saying "Awesome" when he was lecturing us on how people have died here. What a wuss. Dying builds character.