I convinced Carleigh to come to Grande Cache with me yesterday. I really needed to go check out my Leg of the Death Race before I drove myself nutso. That was really nice of her to come.
We hiked to the top of Flood Mt. then took a glimpse of the slugfest and turned around. It took us a good five hours but we were hiking very slow. It was a good hike though. It rained a bit. There was some snow on top, as expected. Next weekend, I am going to the slugfest. Now I just need to convince others to come with me.
Feeling good at the top. Looking over to Grande Mt, and wondering how the heck am I going to get there without hurting myself and within the time limit. Going to be crazy.
