...this was our little getaway to the cabin for September 2005! Here we are: six good friends in the middle of the wilderness at Haley's cabin. We got all we can eat and drink for the weekend, 'cause ain't no turning back once you're up here. There's not even cell phone reception this far out. We got there PRETTY late at night - around midnight - but we knew this weekend was going to be one to remember!
We knew it was going to be a fun day, but damn! Can we get moving? Jason and I had to slow down a little to let the rest of the pack catch up. After about two minutes of sitting there, we decided to park the quads and walk back down the trail.
As soon as we get around the corner, we find the girls climbing out of bushes...quad's flipped over draining gas. Now, it's only been about 10 minutes and we JUST hit the trail on an upslope...we were about to DO IT! Let's check the girls out...
Body check - any broken bones??? How ya feel? Where's your helmet at anyways? Can you climb into the weeds and get it so we can go?
Well get your asses up and let's go! hahaha!
About 25 minutes later - SAME GIRL THAT FLIPPED THE QUAD - decided to walk down a rocky, wet, muddy embankment into a natural cave...Jason decided to light up a cigarette and not let it bother him...
Now that she's all covered in fcking MUD from her ass up to her neck, we agree that she needs to be watched more closely...hahaha!
But we had a BLAST riding four-wheelers all day - for nearly SEVEN hours straight! If you've never rode a quad over rocks, gravel, dirt, grass, sticks, and MORE rocks, then you don't know what you're missing! After all of that, Mr. Haley thought it would be a great idea to take all of us on another nature hike UP a few hills, on the ledge of a cliff, while Jason decided to slide down a hill on his ass, trying to cat-claw the ground to keep himself from surely going into the ice cold stream where the waterfall just so happened to be.
Yeah, he was scared sh!tless, but let him tell it...he was Daniel Boone...sure...I could've sworn I heard him scream, though...
The hike wouldn't have been so bad, but we just so happened to be wearing STEEL-TOED construction boots and RAIN galoshes this day. And the rain galoshes that one of the girls happened to wear were about three sizes too big...I think they were Haley's dad's or something, but this girl kinda set herself up for it. She came to the woods with high-heels and sandals...what the fck!
But all in all, it was a BLAST! We drank a lot. Ate a lot. Basically just got out of Vegas for Labor Day because of all the tourists that come into town and fck up traffic. Before the sun started to set, I took a small nap...and of course, we had a HUGE barbeque for ourselves! We deserved THAT much...
...and JASON - I am STILL the champion of BRICK BREAKER, no matter what the fck your score is! I CREATED YOU, JASON! hahahaha!