#Colorado climbing destinations

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Vertical Escapes: Climbing and Mountaineering in Boulder Canyon, CO

Scaling New Heights Welcome to Boulder Canyon, an iconic climbing destination nestled in the heart of Colorado. With its diverse rock formations, challenging routes, and breathtaking vistas, this canyon offers a haven for climbing and mountaineering enthusiasts of all levels. Whether you’re a novice seeking a thrilling introduction or a seasoned climber chasing new challenges, Boulder Canyon…

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Cory Lee has visited 40 countries on seven continents, and yet the Georgia native has never explored Cloudland Canyon State Park, about 20 minutes from his home. His wheelchair was tough enough for the trip to Antarctica but not for the rugged terrain in his backyard.

Lee’s circumstances changed Friday, when Georgia’s Department of Natural Resources and the Aimee Copeland Foundation unveiled a fleet of all-terrain power wheelchairs for rent at 11 state parks and outdoorsy destinations, including Cloudland Canyon. The Action Trackchair models are equipped with tank-like tracks capable of traversing rocks, roots, streams and sand; clearing fallen trees; plowing through tall grass and tackling uphill climbs.

“I’ll finally be able to go on these trails for the first time in my life,” said the 32-year-old travel blogger, who shares his adventures on Curb Free with Cory Lee. “The trails are off-limits in my regular wheelchair.”

Georgia is one of the latest states to provide the Land Rover of wheelchairs to outdoor enthusiasts with mobility issues.

In 2017, Colorado Parks and Wildlife launched its Staunton State Park Track-Chair Program, which provides free adaptive equipment, though guests must pay the $10 entrance fee. Michigan’s Department of Natural Resources has placed off-road track chairs in nearly a dozen parks, including Muskegon State Park. In 2018, Lee reserved a chair at the park that boasts three miles of shoreline on Lake Michigan and Muskegon Lake. “It allowed me to have so much independence on the sand,” he said.

Mobility FTW

[elifalvey]

♫ — INTRODUCING . . .

FULL NAME: Elijah Ray Falvey.

NICKNAME(S): Eli, EJ, E.

AGE & DATE OF BIRTH: 41. November 8th, 1982.

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cisgender man. He/him.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual.

OCCUPATION: Ghostwriter, producer & owner of MOREMUSIC studio.

HOMETOWN: Cardiff, Wales.

PREVIOUSLY LIVED: Los Angeles, California ( 2006 - 2020 ).

TIME IN PROVIDENCE PEAK: 2000 - 2006, 2020 - present.

CURRENT NEIGHBORHOOD: Claret Park.

FACECLAIM: Tom Ellis.

STATS • WANTED • TIMELINE • MUSINGS

♫ — BIOGRAPHY . . .

TRIGGER WARNINGS • Car accidents, death, implied depression & grief.

There was never a dull moment in the Falvey household — or a quiet one, at that. Born to two eccentric musicians in Cardiff, Wales, Elijah Ray Falvey was destined to love music from his very first breath. His parents could sense it, too. Calming notes from a melody always seemed to soothe their son’s cries in a way that never replicated itself when it came to their later children, and they were pretty sure that they saw him dance before they saw him stand up on his own two feet. It made sense that one of the earliest memories that Elijah could muster, there was a pair of drumsticks in his hands, banging pots and pans in a crowded kitchen to David Bowie’s ‘Heroes’.

With all of the musical instruments lying around, it was safe to say that Elijah had experience with most of them by the time he was six years old. One that he was forbidden to touch, however, was his father’s dusty Steinway Model piano that took up space in the family’s garage. Any time that he got too curious and climbed up on the stool to see it, Rodney Falvey was rushing after him and grumbling about 'his grandfather’s prized possession’, or something like that. Although, one day, when Rodney wasn’t home and his mother was too occupied chasing after his siblings in the yard, Elijah snuck into the carport and fell in love almost instantaneously.

From that day onwards, playing that piano was all that occupied Elijah’s mind. At school, around the playground, when he was sleeping — learning how to properly play was all that consumed his entire being. After several exhausting months of begging his father to teach him, Rodney eventually gave in and bought his son a keyboard of his own to practice on. It was everything that Elijah ever could have dreamed of and more, much to everyone’s dismay who couldn’t pry him away from the damn thing. No other instrument seemed to matter to him as much as his piano did, and his parents had even wound up paying a private instructor to come to the house each week in order to help him hone his skill.

Other than music, his life was fairly average. He did averagely in academics, had an average amount of friends and ended his secondary school career on a pretty average note. His life stopped being average merely a couple of months before his eighteenth birthday when his parents sat him and his siblings down to tell them the news: they were moving to America. His parents, who normally performed their music locally at bars and events, wanted to expand their career and sign a deal with a recording company in the states. That meant that they had to take the next step and pack their quaint life in Wales away and trade it for a long plane ride to Colorado.

Just outside of Denver in Providence Peak is where the Falvey family wound up, just in time for Elijah to enroll in Providence Peak University the following school year. He mainly kept his head down and kept to himself, minding his own business as the foreign freshman that some other students would whisper about. It wasn’t until he met one particular freshman in October that he started coming out of his shell.

Harrison Morrey was what some would consider an old soul — he was incredibly mature for his age, but incredibly goofy at the same time; he had the same passion for music that Elijah did, hence how he found the other man following him around like a fly on the wall for months after they had met. Practically joined at the hip, Harrison would bug Elijah every single day to consider joining his newly formed rock band, Amethyst. Every single day until Christmas, Elijah politely declined. He was apprehensive of the idea even after he reluctantly agreed to listen in on one practice (which of course, turned into two which turned into all of them after that) purely because he had thought that he wasn’t made to be in a band. As much as he enjoyed music, he enjoyed creating it even more than performing it and the position of band member didn’t necessarily suit him very much. He was too reserved, too adamant on sticking to what he was comfortable with rather than trying something new. He couldn’t be in a band. Not in a million years. Harrison was nothing if not persistent, though. That much was a fact. He successfully managed to convince Elijah by the new year to be the last missing member that they needed to man the keyboard.

For countless hours after school, Elijah, Harrison and three other bandmates spent time experimenting with their style and making music that they loved. Even after all five of them graduated from the University, they still stuck together. In fact, Elijah ended up moving out of his parents’ new home in order to move in with Harrison only a few blocks away from the other band members’ apartment. They were all closer than ever, but Elijah would consider Harrison in particular his best friend so long as the other three weren’t around to hear it.

Elijah grew into his fear exponentially, realized somewhere along the way that performing music had become a passion of his and they were having fun. It reminded him of his own parents and how much joy they got from performing, and he started to think that he wouldn’t mind doing the same for the rest of his life as long as it was with them. Making music because they loved to, to put their heart and soul into their craft regardless of who was listening — that was what his dream had become, and all it took was one big break to achieve that dream.

In 2005, Amethyst had received an email from an employee at Warner Records; they wanted to meet with them and discuss a deal, from their headquarters in Los Angeles. Making the trip out there was one of the easiest decisions that they had ever made in their lives, as was officially signing on with them a handful of weeks later to record their first ever EP. The marketing that came along with working with such a large company brought with it a level of success that surpassed anything that Elijah could have ever expected. They gained popularity in what seemed like a whirlwind, when it felt like just yesterday that they were practicing in Harrison’s family’s basement. Over the course of the coming years came more music, more concerts, more fame. They got the opportunity to travel the world on tour and live the best life that they possibly could. By the summer of 2019, Amethyst had two EPs, two albums, countless singles and three whole tours under their belt.

As much as Elijah never could have expected to be in the position that he was in then, he equally never could have expected how quickly it all came crashing down.

On their way towards the venue in Los Angeles, the day of the last show on their third tour, a reckless driver had been swerving lanes on the highway when they eventually crashed directly into the band’s van. It caused a chain reaction on the road of vehicles colliding into one another until the road was merely a gigantic pile of rubble and mess. Truth be told, Elijah didn’t remember much of the crash itself — the last thing he had any vague memories of was the sound of wailing ambulances and the squeeze of someone’s hand on his arm before his mind and vision went completely blank. It was later when he came to consciousness again that he learned that he lost his best friend that day. Despite the paramedics putting forth their best efforts, the passenger sitting on the left side of the van got sandwiched between multiple vehicles and never made it out. Harrison. Harrison who insisted on going in first. His best friend, Amethyst’s front man, died that night and Elijah swore that a piece of himself died with him, along with Amethyst itself. After months of recovery — physically and emotionally — the four remaining members decided to call it quits. Without Harrison, there was no Amethyst. It wouldn’t be right to continue without him, even if they could infer that was what he would have wanted. It was too painful, the wound of losing him being brought to life each time the band even crossed their thoughts.

Elijah’s musical career was buried all the same. As was his life in Los Angeles. He was suddenly devoid of purpose, of the will to carry on doing something that he loved without the person that he loved there to witness it. Getting as far away from California, where he spent nearly half his life seemed like the best option — but with nowhere else to go, in 2020 he found himself landing in Colorado for the second time. Which didn’t prove itself to be any better, but at least he was somewhere that felt a little more like home still.

♫ — PERSONALITY . . .

POSITIVE TRAITS: Affable, Allocentric, Creative, Gregarious, Humble, Loyal.

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Loquacious, Passive, Resentful, Reticent, Self-Sabotaging.

ZODIAC: Scorpio Sun, Capricorn Moon.

MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral Good.

MBTI TYPE: ESFJ ( The Consul ).

♫ — RELATIONSHIPS . . .

MOTHER: Erica Falvey.

FATHER: Rodney Falvey.

SIBLINGS: Nikolas Falvey ( Brother ), Reginald 'Reggie' Falvey ( Brother ), Cynthia Falvey ( Sister ).

SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Aslihan Fahri-Bailey ( Girlfriend ).

CHILDREN: Rhiannon Nurbanu Falvey ( July 5th, 2023 ).

See ESTABLISHED page for all connections !

♫ — FUN FACTS . . .

Acquired two out of his four current cats shortly after he moved back home thanks to his therapist ( at the time ) suggesting that he invest in an emotional support animal. He went to the shelter and fell in love with a bonded pair of kittens, who he named Oliver & Eve. His third cat, Kemet, is technically his girlfriend's cat. His fourth is an unnamed feral orange guy who appeared around his studio one day; he's still trying to earn his trust.

Started smoking in 2001 when he was a teenager due to peer pressure from his friends. He's smoked Malboro Menthols or American Spirits consistently since then in fluctuating amounts depending on his stress levels. The highest he's ever gotten up to was two and a half packs per day, the lowest being a half pack per day. If he ever says that he's going to quit, he's definitely just fooling himself.

That being said: absolutely hates vapes. Strawberry Cereal Donut Milk? Triple Berry Ice? Strawberry Watermelon Blast? Get them all out of here. Literally what the fuck is a Geek Bar.

Is the type of guy to try just about anything at least once. Which is, coincidentally, how he found out that he hates vapes. And how he shouldn't mix hard liquor. And how he's oddly flexible . . .

Has many useless party tricks up his sleeve, such as: pen spinning, breaking apples in half, rolling coins between his fingers, and tying cherry stems with his tongue.

Found out he was ambidextrous at a very young age, but started to favor his left over time. Regardless of what hand he uses, his handwriting is pure chicken scratch. He's only known a handful of people that can confidently decipher what he's trying to write down without having to ask him what certain ink blobs on the paper say.

Will not ever commit to a favorite genre of music, despite the fact that he very obviously is partial towards rock ( classic, indie, hard, pop — he doesn't discriminate ). He will, however, say that he's not the biggest fan of heavy metal in his own roundabout way of not saying so directly.

Has become extremely annoying post-accident in the sense that he demands for people let him know via text that they've gotten to their destinations safely if he knows that they're going anywhere ( meaning: a good portion of his messages with those he cares about include variations of 'Made it okay!' and thumbs up emojis ). If he doesn't receive a notification, he gets too riddled with anxiety and starts to think that something's happened to them on the road.

Unsurprisingly favored his school's band in terms of extracurriculars as a kid, though he did fill up excess time being apart of the theatre club's stage crew.

Isn't particularly good at video games on account of not playing them much. However, he does pull skill out of his ass when it comes to rhythm games such as Guitar Hero or Rock Band. Get him in a tournament, he'll probably crush it.

Finds it extremely difficult to get up in the morning and has punched a fair amount of alarm clocks until they've stopped beeping at him. The increasing frequency in which he suffers from restless sleep these days only makes it ten times harder — thanks PTSD-induced, chronic nightmares!

Knows how to take care of his curls. His mother was very adamant on instilling a proper hair care routine when he was teenager, after she found out that he was aggressively rubbing the water off with a pool towel after every shower. His skin care still needs to catch up to speed, but a simple face soap has never steered him wrong before.

Is still cordial with Harrison's family — who, all things considered, treated him like a second son. Thinking about the accident has made it hard for him to reach out as often as he wants to, but he does make a point to stop by their cabin in Bighorn Hills at least once every six months or so. He has yet to do so on his death anniversary, which is arguably one of the most important days to let the Morrey's know that he's thinking about them, but one day he'll be able to crawl out of bed and make it there. Hopefully.

Plans to silently donate a percentage of his earnings garnered through his music studio each year to the Roadway Safety Foundation.

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Exploring America's National Parks: A Journey Through Nature's Masterpieces

There's something truly magical about stepping into a national park. These vast, unspoiled landscapes are like windows into our planet's history, offering breathtaking scenery, diverse wildlife, and opportunities for adventure. Over the years, I've had the privilege of exploring several of the United States' most iconic national parks. Here's a glimpse into my experiences:

1. Yellowstone National Park: A Geothermal Wonderland

Yellowstone is a must-visit for any nature enthusiast. Its geothermal features, such as the Grand Prismatic Spring and Old Faithful Geyser, are simply awe-inspiring. I spent countless hours hiking through the park's forests, marveling at the towering geysers and colorful hot springs. Wildlife sightings were abundant, including bison, elk, and even a few black bears.

One of my favorite memories was watching a bison herd graze peacefully in a meadow. It was a humbling experience to witness these majestic creatures in their natural habitat. If I were to return to Yellowstone, I'd love to explore the park's backcountry and hike to some of the lesser-known trails.

2. Yosemite National Park: A Granite Wonderland

Yosemite's towering granite cliffs and cascading waterfalls are a sight to behold. I spent several days hiking to the base of Yosemite Falls and exploring the park's ancient sequoia groves. The iconic Half Dome is a must-see, but be prepared for a challenging hike.

I was fortunate enough to witness a black bear foraging for berries in a meadow. It was a thrilling encounter that reminded me of the importance of respecting wildlife. If I were to return to Yosemite, I'd love to try rock climbing or whitewater rafting in the Merced River.

3. Grand Canyon National Park: A Canyon of Wonders

The Grand Canyon is a natural wonder that defies description. Standing at the rim and gazing into the vast chasm is a truly humbling experience. I spent several days hiking along the rim trail and descending into the canyon on a mule ride. The views from the bottom were breathtaking.

I encountered a variety of wildlife, including deer, wild turkeys, and even a bald eagle soaring high above the canyon. If I were to return to the Grand Canyon, I'd love to hike to the bottom of the canyon and explore the Colorado River.

4. Glacier National Park: A Crown Jewel of the Rockies

Glacier National Park is a hiker's paradise, with hundreds of miles of trails winding through alpine meadows, forests, and glaciers. I spent several days backpacking in the park, camping under the stars and exploring the stunning alpine lakes.

Wildlife sightings were plentiful, including mountain goats, grizzly bears, and even a moose. If I were to return to Glacier National Park, I'd love to hike the Highline Trail, one of the most scenic trails in the park.

5. Acadia National Park: A Coastal Gem

Acadia National Park offers a unique blend of rugged coastline, lush forests, and historic landmarks. I spent several days hiking along the park's scenic carriage roads, exploring the rocky coastline, and visiting the historic town of Bar Harbor.

I encountered a variety of marine life, including seals, seagulls, and even a whale. If I were to return to Acadia National Park, I'd love to go kayaking or paddleboarding in Frenchman Bay.

Exploring America's national parks is a truly unforgettable experience. Each park offers something unique, from towering mountains and ancient forests to geothermal wonders and rugged coastlines. If you're looking for adventure, inspiration, and a deeper connection with nature, I highly recommend visiting one of these incredible places.

[maximumwobblerbanditdonut]

1. East-Northeast Face of Stob Dear from Kingshouse.

Jake Norton’s photos of the Munros in the Scottish Highlands🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

Jake Norton certainly travelled from Colorado 🇺🇸 to Scotland 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 first to climb and know the energy of the Scottish Highlands, not to meet SH.

2. Glencoe sunset.

3. Three Sisters of Glencoe from Altnafeadh.

4. Climber on the Rannoch Wall.

5. Hills and dales from the summit of Stob Dearg.

6. Looking NNE from Stob Dearg to Ben Nevis (on left) and the high peaks.

7. Autumn color at Loch Achtriochtan.

8. Cottage on the River Coupall below the peaks of Buachaille Etive Mòr.

From Kinlochleven the penultimate stop on the West Highland Way and an important tourism destination in the Highlands.

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Day 36: Oberlin to Newbury, OH

80 miles, 3,286ft ascent, 4:57

For the second time in three days we started the ride on wet streets, chasing a storm that had passed through hours earlier and hoping to arrive at the day’s destination before the next predicted storm in the afternoon.

Our exit from Oberlin was on several miles of freshly milled but not yet repaved asphalt; when you drive on roads like this it is noisy, riding it is a bone jarring challenge. As I was navigating this stretch of road I couldn’t help but think of the lyrics of the 38 Special song:

Just hold on loosely

But don't let go

If you cling to tightly

You're gonna lose control

This is in fact exactly how to ride rough pavement. I rode with Pat this morning, a female rider from Big Sky, MT. She is the strongest female rider and one of the strongest of all the riders on the trip. This fact is even more amazing considering she had a partial replacement of her left knee three years ago. Pat and I rode together to the first refueling stop but then separated and each of us rode solo.

Today’s ride took us on a wide arc between Cleveland and Akron. The flat terrain we’ve enjoyed the last three days has given way to gently rolling hills; today’s route was a net ascent but I didn’t mind the extra work. Wisconsin’s hills reminded me of the runaway truck exits you find on the downhill sections of Colorado interstates. These exits lead sharply uphill (and are usually paved with loose gravel) and are designed to quickly slow and stop the momentum of a run away truck. Wisconsin’s hills are like that. You grind your way to the top of a large climb, only to have your inertia robbed by a steep little hill at the bottom. This part of Ohio is more like a roller coaster. You still have to get yourself to the top of the big hill, but the subsequent rollers are small enough that you can keep some momentum and crest them.

We are close enough to Cleveland that our route wound through once rural communities which are now full of upscale subdivisions, large homes on huge lots and horse farms. Occasionally I could see an old farm house between the new mansions, but the farm fields had largely been lost to well manicured lawns. It reminded me of Wildwood, MO, but without the limestone bluffs.

The local motorists have distinguished themselves as being the least agreeable in our journey so far. Two rednecks in a pickup shouted and honked at two of our riders and then threw roofing nails on the road shoulder for a few miles. Later in the day, traffic was stopped at a construction zone waiting for the signal from the flagger to proceed; a bike group was at the front of the line. When the flagger gave the go ahead, a woman tried to zoom ahead and clipped one rider and hit another. She reluctantly pulled over at the insistence of the flagger, but was shouting and angry and refused to provide her license. The biker who was hit (one of the female Trek guides and obviously a VERY skilled rider) got some scrapes and her bike was damaged. Other riders took pictures of the license plate and this time a police report was filed. If I was Batman I would spend my time and fortune imposing justice on people who are assholes to bike riders. The good news is that we beat the rain.

Tonight we are staying at the Punderson Manor, a state lodge in Punderson Park. The bikers are obviously relieved to put this day behind us and are looking forward to sleeping late as tomorrow is a short 64 mile day.

[peterrparrkerr]

Songfic (maybe further continuing our 50s au 😌)

Second Child, Restless Child by The Oh Hellos

See, I was born the second child With a spirit running wild, running free And they saw trouble in my eyes They were quick to recognize the devil in me See, I was born a restless child And I could hear the world outside calling me And heaven knows how hard I tried But the devil whispered lies I believed Can you hear it hanging on the wind? Can you feel it underneath your skin? You've got to go on, further than you've ever gone You've got to run far from all you've ever known You've got to run far from all you've ever known

Restless Child

Part 1 & 2 read on AO3

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The sun was coming up slowly, and Peter was asleep in the McDonald’s booth. Tony leaned back, his own eyes drooping, watching as the sunlight cut across Peter’s face. The table between them was littered with burger wrappers and loose fries. Tony brought the paper cup to his mouth, sipping at the lukewarm coffee. 

They were four hours from the farm now. They’d taken Simon’s truck into town and exchanged it for an unattended corvette. Now in Indiana and heading further west. Peter wanted to see the Rocky Mountain National Park, after hearing about it on the radio, so that's where they were going.

Tony didn’t have a plan for after that. Drive to Colorado, maybe stay, or head even further west. They could head south, or even north if they wanted to. 

Tony finished his coffee before waking Peter up. They needed to get on the road soon. Put as much distance between them and his cousins. He wasn’t naive to think the farm would’ve been a permanent home for himself and Peter, but he didn’t think they’d have to leave so soon. 

They’d been good at hiding it for the last five months, but they’d gotten too comfortable. They thought they’d had the house to themselves, but Joseph had walked in on them. Tony thought it was better to leave before the other three got home. He didn’t know what they would do, but he wasn’t about to risk Peter to find out. The cousins might not be in with his dad, but they were still Starks. They had the blood of the most notorious mob family in all of New York running through their veins, whether they used it or not. 

Tony had packed them up in the middle of the night, long after Joseph drank himself unconscious. It was easier sneaking out of the farm house than it had been leaving his home in New York.

Tony collected their trash from the table and walked it over to the bin, making a little detour to fill his paper cup with more coffee for the road before making his way back to the table. 

It was the second time in a year that Tony had packed up a bag and left in the dead of night. It wouldn’t be the last time, he was sure. But he had Peter beside him now. His bag had both of their lives packed inside, meshed together with the skeletons in Tony’s closet. 

He set his hand on Peter’s head, giving it a gentle shake. The younger blinked his eyes open and yawned. 

“Lets go,” Tony hummed, stepping back so Peter could shuffle out of the booth. He was still a couple inches shorter than Tony, though he grew a bit in the last five months they’d been in Michigan. 

He’d filled out on three square meals a day. His skin held more color, his eyes brighter than Tony had ever seen. Even now, with no clear destination, Peter smiled up at Tony, his sleepy eyes still filled with bright excitement for the journey they had been rushed into.

“To the mountains?” Peter asked, unnecessarily. They nodded farewell to the early morning McDonalds workers on their way out.

“Wanna get some driving practice in?” Tony asked as he dug the keys out of his front pocket. Peter hummed a negative.

“Too tired,” he complained. “Maybe after lunch.”

So Tony climbed into the driver’s seat, and Peter slammed the passenger door shut behind them. The back seat carried their lives; a blanket, a backpack and a small cooler. Books were stacked in the floorboards and a towel securely held their toiletries. 

Peter had lived a long time on the streets, living with nothing but what he had on his shoulders. Tony had always had everything he needed, but somehow, this seemed to be all either of them could want. Tony could see them traveling the country for the rest of their lives, living off of spare change that smelled like old coffee.

Peter tried to stay up for a while as Tony drove, Only You by the Platters playing quietly on the radio, but he was snoring softly by the time they reached Indianapolis. It was too early to be out. The roads were empty. 

It took them another two days of driving before they reached Colorado. Peter grinned widely out of the window at the mountain range as they passed. Tony smiled after him, the younger’s excitement contagious. 

“How long can we stay?” Peter asked, whipping his head around to face Tony. “Two days? A week?”

Tony’s smile turned into a grin as he reached across the bench to grab Peter’s hand. Peter instantly twisted their fingers together and shifted across the bench until they were shoulder to shoulder, smiling at Tony’s shoulder as they exited the freeway.

“As long as you want,” Tony said, only to see the way Peter’s smile widened. He gave an excited little squeal and leaned close to kiss at Tony’s jaw.

Tony had stopped looking through the rearview mirror days ago. He was worried his cousins were following them, or that his father had caught wind of his whereabouts and were sending someone after him.

But the longer they drove, the easier it was for Tony to loosen his grip on the steering wheel; to just drive with Peter beside him. Tony felt relaxed around Peter, safer than he’d ever felt before. 

He knew just about everything about his younger companion, and Peter knew just about everything about Tony in exchange. He didn’t judge Tony on the life he’d left behind, and Tony never pitied Peter his old life either. They were in it for life. Whispered oaths of devotion and promises of love in the darkness of night where it was just the two of them.

They both had their ghosts, but it was evident that they’d never become ghosts to each other.

[oliviab-scstudyabroad]

Did Somebody Say "Chocolate"?

Hey everyone! This past week, I was in Argentina yet again! This time, my friends and I traveled south in Argentina to a town called Bariloche. Bariloche is located within the Nahuel Huapi National Park and is the gateway to Patagonia. It is the perfect destination for those who love the outdoors, as the multiple ski resorts allow you to ski throughout the Andes, and the abundant lakes are key spots for fishing and kayaking. Bariloche also has a lively downtown area with architecture modeled after Switzerland. As you can imagine, I was beyond excited to go from the moment that my friends and I booked our plane tickets!

On Tuesday in the afternoon, my friends and I took the bus from Montevideo to Colonia and then rode the ferry to Buenos Aires. Upon arriving, we changed our dollars for Argentine pesos ($1 USD = 480 pesos), loaded our Sube cards (passes that you scan to use the metro and buses in Argentina), and then went to an Asian restaurant called Koi. There, we feasted on Miso ramen and dumplings. I ordered an iced tea, something that I’ve missed since being away from South Carolina! It really is astounding the diversity that Buenos Aires has in terms of gastronomy; any type of craving you might have, Buenos Aires has a restaurant to satisfy it. Because our flight was late at night, we killed some more time in another bar/bookstore called Backroom Bar. After enjoying our Passionfruit Punch drinks and chatting, we headed to the airport via Uber. Our flight left at 1:00 a.m., and we arrived in Bariloche at 3:30 a.m. Because the town doesn’t have Uber, we booked taxis in advance to take us from the airport to our Airbnb. Our host was there to give us the keys and show us around the apartment, and then we headed straight to bed to catch up on sleep.

Later that morning, Will, Karen, and I bundled up (it was about 39 ℉ outside) and roamed around the centro of Bariloche (our Airbnb was a 7-minute walk from downtown). Bariloche is set right along the lake of Nahuel Huapi, so we of course had to take pictures in front of the “Bariloche” letters with the stunning backdrop behind it. We then went to a confitería (chocolate shop) called Rapa Nui to have breakfast. Bariloche is known as the Chocolate Capitol of Argentina, so at Rapa Nui, I ordered a chocolatada (hot chocolate). Karen, Will, and I also shared a waffle topped with chocolate, banana, raspberry, and strawberry ice cream. Needless to say, I was sugared-out after breakfast, but it was worth every bite. We then went to the Center of Tourist Information to ask about the bus system and must-visit sites in Bariloche. The bus lines in the city are on a tightly set schedule, and some buses only arrive every hour. We therefore had to plan our activities around the schedule so we didn’t waste time waiting for the bus. The upside is that one bus ride is 100 pesos, or 20 cents. We definitely were traveling on a budget!

After returning from the Information Center, our other friends, Joe and Cleo, joined us to take the bus to Cerro Campanario. There, we took the ski lift to arrive at a lookout point where you could see majestic views of Southern Bariloche. The mountains reminded me of the Rocky Mountains in Colorado where I used to live, except the Andes are encapsulated by lakes and islands. Bariloche’s climate is unique in that in the winter, temperatures can drop to -30℉, and in the summer, you can expect the temperature to climb to 75℉. As I was standing at the top looking out at the islands, I could only imagine what it would be like in December to lay out on the sand and take a dip in the crystal-clear lake. I also noticed that the mountains were pretty barren in terms of snow. A local told us that Bariloche gets the most snow in July and August, so that explained why the ski resorts were closed when we went. After taking the lift down and the bus back, we bought groceries in the supermarket and made lentil soup and peppers stuffed with rice, perfect for our cozy movie night that we had that evening.

On Thursday morning, Karen and I woke up early to scout the tourist agencies to see what excursions were available. We picked up a lot of brochures, compared prices, and explained our options to the others at breakfast. I had coffee and tostados at ChimiDeli, a restaurant that one of the tourist agents had recommended. All five of us then shared a chocolate mousse cake adorned with strawberries. Here arise my two tips when traveling: 1. If you don’t know where to eat, ask a local! They are guaranteed to have good recommendations, and it saves a lot of time instead of poking around on Google Maps and peering at reviews of restaurants. 2. If you want to try different types of cuisine, order multiple dishes and share with your friends! This way, you can have a bite of everything without feeling confined to ordering one meal.

After breakfast, we headed to the Chocolate Museum at Havanna and went on a tour! The guide explained to us that pure chocolate comes from the cacao bean, and in the early centuries, pure chocolate was exchanged by indigenous groups as a form of currency. It was also served as offerings to the gods, or high-ranking authorities in the communities. In Europe, people began to mix cacao with sugar and milk, transforming the cacao chocolate into the milk chocolate that we know today. After World War II, a large surge of Italians immigrated to Bariloche, including a man named Alfred Fenoglio. The so called “pioneer of chocolate in Bariloche” started the first chocolatería in Patagonia, and he is known to be the source of the boom of chocolaterías in Southern Argentina that generate millions of dollars in revenue annually. Who would’ve thought! As we strolled through the museum, we drank our samples of hot chocolate and saw life-sized animals pertaining to Bariloche that were carved entirely out of chocolate! Count how many times I wrote “chocolate” in this post 😉

The gang and I then went to Cerro Otto to take the gondola up to another lookout point. The view was once again spectacular, and we got our fair share of group selfies before heading down to catch the bus back to the center. When we were in line for the bus, there was a man that was playing the bandoneon, an instrument similar to the accordion that is found in most tango music (tango was born in Argentina and Uruguay). Playing the bandoneon is one of the main ways that Argentines connect to their roots and keep the culture alive, so I gave him a tip and enjoyed the tunes before boarding the bus. Once in the centro, we went to another chocolate shop called Mamuschka! Mamuschka is iconic for its rotating Russian dolls on the outside of the building and its wrapping paper being adorned with the colorful Russian doll logo. I couldn’t help myself and filled a box with different chocolate assortments, including ositos- little bears that are filled with dulce de leche. I also got chocolate bars for friends and family and immediately put them away when I got home so as not to be tempted to sneak a bite! After Mamuschka, my friends and I stopped in a supermarket to get ingredients to make sandwiches for our full-day excursion the next day. Then, we had dinner in a cervecería called Bachmann! I had passed by the restaurant earlier that day, and I made it a priority to dine there, as my last name is Bachmann! At the restaurant, we had burgers and beer from Patagonia, and the waitress gave me some coasters with the “Bachmann” logo on it. I kept cracking jokes that it was the family restaurant in Bariloche. We spent several hours there laughing and enjoying each other’s company before heading home to rest for another big adventure the next day.

Part II coming soon! Ciao!

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https://www.washingtonpost.com/travel/2022/11/08/parks-trails-all-terrain-wheelchairs/

The original post with this article wouldn't send when Taupe tried to show it to me, so I'm posting it here. THE FUTURE IS HERE! WE ARE MAKING PROGRESS, SLOWLY BUT SURELY!

All-terrain wheelchairs arrive at U.S. parks: ‘This is life-changing’

Georgia and South Dakota are the latest states to provide off-road wheelchairs on public trails

Cory Lee has visited 40 countries on seven continents, and yet the Georgia native has never explored Cloudland Canyon State Park, about 20 minutes from his home. His wheelchair was tough enough for the trip to Antarctica but not for the rugged terrain in his backyard.

Lee’s circumstances changed Friday, when Georgia’s Department of Natural Resources and the Aimee Copeland Foundation unveiled a fleet of all-terrain power wheelchairs for rent at 11 state parks and outdoorsy destinations, including Cloudland Canyon. The Action Trackchair models are equipped with tank-like tracks capable of traversing rocks, roots, streams and sand; clearing fallen trees; plowing through tall grass; and tackling uphill climbs.

“I’ll finally be able to go on these trails for the first time in my life,” said the 32-year-old travel blogger, who shares his adventures on Curb Free With Cory Lee. “The trails are off-limits in my regular wheelchair.”

Georgia is one of the latest states to provide the Land Rover of wheelchairs to outdoor enthusiasts with mobility issues.

In 2017, Colorado Parks and Wildlife launched its Staunton State Park Track-Chair Program, which provides free adaptive equipment, though guests must pay the $10 entrance fee. Michigan’s Department of Natural Resources has placed off-road track chairs in nearly a dozen parks, including Muskegon State Park. In 2018, Lee reserved a chair at the park that boasts three miles of shoreline on Lake Michigan and Muskegon Lake. “It allowed me to have so much independence on the sand,” he said.

In 2019, Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore in Michigan became the first national park to offer a track chair, said superintendent Scott Tucker. This year, Friends of Sleeping Bear Dunes, the nonprofit that oversees the program, added a third.

“We want to create an unforgettable outdoor experience for everyone, not just for people who can walk.”

— Jamie McBride, Minnesota Department of Natural Resources

South Dakota is also expanding its squadron: On Tuesday, the South Dakota Parks and Wildlife Foundation unveils its second all-terrain chair. South Dakota resident Michael M. Samp is leading a fundraising campaign to purchase up to 30 chairs. Last year, Samp’s father packed up his fishing pole and piloted a track chair to Center Lake in Custer State Park. He reeled in trout, just as he had before he was diagnosed with spinal cerebral ataxia.

“The plan is to have the chairs spread throughout the state and available for various outdoor activities including, but not limited to, park and trail enjoyment, hunting and fishing,” said Kristina Coby, the foundation’s director.

This month, the Minnesota Department of Natural Resources will wrap up its months-long pilot program that tested out the chairs in five parks. On Nov. 16, the agency will evaluate the success of the amenity. Early indications are positive.

“We want to create an unforgettable outdoor experience for everyone, not just for people who can walk,” said Jamie McBride, a state parks and recreation area program consultant with the Parks and Trails division of the Minnesota DNR. “People have told us this is life-changing.”

The Georgia initiative was spearheaded by Aimee Copeland Mercier, who suffered a zip-lining accident in 2012 and lost both hands, her right foot and her left leg to a flesh-eating bacterial infection. Copeland Mercier, a psychotherapist and licensed clinical social worker, tested several types of all-terrain chairs before committing to the Action Trackchair, which several other state programs also use.

The Minnesota-based company was founded by Tim and Donna Swenson, whose son, Jeff, was paralyzed in a car accident. The original design resembled a Frankenstein of sporting goods parts, with snow bike tracks and a busted boat seat. Today’s model could be an opening act at a monster truck rally.

“I was floored by what it could do,” said Copeland Mercier, whose foundation raised $200,000 to purchase the chairs at $12,500 each. “Oh my gosh! I can go over a whole tree trunk, up a steep incline and through snow, swamps and wetlands. If I took my regular wheelchair, I’d get stuck in five minutes.”

Each program has its own reservations system and requirements. For Georgia’s service, visitors must provide proof of their disability and a photo ID, plus complete an online training course available through All Terrain Georgia. Once certified, the organization will forward the rental request to the park. Copeland Mercier urges visitors to plan ahead: The certification course takes about an hour, the foundation needs 72-hour advance notice and the park requires a 48-hour head’s up.

“These are 500-pound chairs,” she said. “There are some risks involved.”

The Minnesota DNR, which owns and maintains its five chairs, advises visitors to call the park to reserve a chair.

“We have a few screening questions,” McBride said, “but we leave the eligibility up to the user.”

Since launching the program in June, McBride said, the chairs are booked three to four days a week, with heavier interest on weekends. “We haven’t turned too many people away at this point,” he said.

Track chairs can conquer a range of obstacles, but they do not work in all environments.

“You need the width. If two trees are too close together, the wheelchair can’t pass between them,” Copeland Mercier said. “And some inclines are too steep. The chair also can’t go down staircases.”

To steer visitors in the right direction, parks have created maps highlighting the trails designated for the track chairs, such as Staunton State Park’s trio of routes that range from roughly three to four miles. Visitors center staff members are also ready with recommendations. (To transfer from chair to chair, visitors will need a companion to assist.)

McBride said one goal is to erect markers that would provide detailed information about the hike, such the extent of accessibility. “We want to let people know if they can get all the way to the waterfall or halfway,” he said, using a hypothetical example.

Copeland Mercier also has a wish list. She hopes to expand the network of chairs to other parts of Georgia, such as the coastal, southern and central regions. Once the foundation acquires several vans (another aspiration), the staff could move the 30 to 40 chairs (ditto) around the state to fill fluctuating demand. She is also eyeing other states.

“North Carolina is next,” said Copeland Mercier, who divides her time between Atlanta and Asheville, N.C. But the grand plan is even bigger. “The goal is to alter the U.S.A.,” she said.

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Road Trip

Four friends drive through the desert on the way to their final Spring Break.

Isaac spun the wheel, turning the car onto a new patch of road. “And that is the last turn for the next 257 miles,” he said.

“And I can’t see anything but dirt for miles and miles in every direction,” Florence said, sitting to the right of him.

From the back seat Faye piped up, “Yeah, but it is some pretty dirt!”

In the back next to her Keenan replied, “Faye, you’ve gotta be the only person who thinks dirt is pretty.”

“Yeah, well…” Faye began, though she struggled to find a good comeback. Finally, she caved. “SPRING BREAK!” she yelled.

“SPRING BREAK!” they all yelled in unison. Yelling “SPRING BREAK” was how most conversations had ended the past few hours.

The four friends drove down the highway—if you could even call it that—slowly making their way towards their Spring Break destination. Above them, the two kayaks gently rattled against the roof of Isaac’s beat up Subaru.

“I still can’t believe we’re going to the Grand Canyon,” Keenan said.

“I still can’t believe you haven’t been, being that we’ve lived so close to it for all these years,” Isaac replied. He looked at Keenan’s face in the rear view mirror before returning his focus to the road. Though, there wasn’t much to focus on. He could probably have closed his eyes for the next 50 miles and still have been in the lane when he opened them.

“You know, Computer Science is not a degree that pairs well with weekend excursions to the Grand Canyon,” Keenan said. “These past four years, the grandest canyon I’ve seen is the ditch outside the COMP building.”

“I’m telling you, you have to get a life!” Faye said, nudging him with her shoulder. “Who moves all the way from Atlanta to Colorado and doesn’t go outside once?”

“Someone who actually hopes to get a job,” Keenan replied. Faye frowned and stuck her tongue out at him.

From the front, Florence jumped in to defend Keenan. “He did go outside with us once. Remember when we spent the weekend in Colorado Springs? Climbed Pikes Peak?”

“Pikes Peak! Now that was a great trip,” Isaac said.

“God Flo, I think that was when we were freshmen,” Faye replied. “Keenan, tell me you’ve been outside at least once since then.”

“I go outside!” Keenan said. “Everyday when I walk from the dorm to class!” Faye rolled her eyes dramatically while Isaac and Florence chuckled.

“Well,” Isaac began, “the Grand Canyon is definitely a step up from the ditch outside COMP. It’s massive. Remember when we went there on that field trip?”

“Which one, the fifth grade one or the eighth grade one?” Florence asked.

“Eighth.”

“Oh I remember that one,” Faye said. “You mean the one where you spent the entire trip trying to get Cindy to make out with you?”

“Fuck off!” Isaac said while the three others laughed. Eventually, Isaac began to chuckle as well. “I can’t help it,” he said. “She was cute okay…”

“You’ve always had a thing for girls with glasses,” Faye said cheekily, poking him through the seat. Isaac’s hands tensed around the steering wheel as Florence adjusted her glasses next to him.

“You guys are pretty lucky to have known each other since birth,” Keenan replied.

“Only Isaac and Flo have known each other since birth,” Faye said, returning her hands to her lap. “I only moved to Boulder in the third grade.”

“Close enough,” Keenan said. “It’s nice to have friends like that. Neighbors to grow up with.”

“We might have been neighbors, but Isaac wouldn’t even talk to me until we were 8,” Florence said. “No matter how many dinner parties our parents had.”

Isaac relaxed his grip on the wheel. “I couldn’t!” he exclaimed.

“Why’s that?” Florence said.

“It’s simple really,” Isaac said before taking a brief pause. “COOTIES!”

The four laughed. “Still must have been nice,” Keenan mused, looking out the window. “A nice way to grow up.” A gentle silence filled the car, almost threatening to lengthen into an awkward one. Around them was still nothing but dirt.

“Isaac, how could you possibly have talked us into using your car,” Faye said. “No bluetooth, AUX, or radio? You ought to be ashamed of yourself.”

“Ashamed?” Isaac said in a faux-mocking manner. “You know it was the only one that would fit the kayaks.” He reached behind to lightly flick her on the knee. “Besides, we’ve already made it more than halfway.”

“Yeah, but I was practically asleep the whole time!” Faye said.

“Faye does love her beauty sleep,” Florence said. Once again Faye stuck out her tongue, though from the front Florence couldn’t see.

“There is one thing I know though,” Isaac said. “One very important thing.”

“What’s that?” Keenan asked.

Isaac grinned—eyes still on the road—and whispered, “Spring Break.”

“SPRING BREAK!” the four of them yelled before collapsing into laughter. Seven hours in and the joke still hadn’t grown old.

“What about you Florence,” Keenan said. “Have you heard back from any med schools yet?”

“A few. My MCAT scores were high enough that I ought to be able to go anywhere.”

“But aren’t you going to stay in Colorado?” Keenan asked.

Florence briefly glanced at Isaac before responding. “Honestly, I’m not sure anymore. At first I wanted to… But it’s a wide world out there you know.” Isaac tensed his grip on the steering wheel again, though no one else seemed to notice.

“What about you Isaac?” Keenan said. “Still want to stay in CO?”

“Keenan Keenan Keenan,” Isaac began, wagging his finger in the air. “There are only so many things a Physics degree can get you. I’ll be lucky if I can find a job as a high school PE teacher.”

“There’s always custodian,” Faye said.

Isaac reached back and gently flicked her on the knee again. “Oh fuck off. Me, a custodian? You’re the one in Environmental Studies. You know, custodian might actually suit you. What’s more environmental than cleaning up other people’s shit?”

Faye crossed her arms and kicked the back of his seat, causing Isaac to curse again. Florence decided to chime in. “Have you thought about it though, Faye?” she said. “What you’re going to do in two months?”

Faye sat back in her seat, her arms still crossed. “Ugh. Don’t make me think about that right now Flo. We don’t all have the next 10 years of our lives mapped out in a color-coded planner.”

Florence briefly looked over her shoulder to give Faye a side-eye glare. “I’ll have you know, highlighters are quite useful.” Only Isaac gave a brief chuckle.

Silence returned to the car for a few moments, and the four turned their attention back to the outside world. Most of it was just dirt, with patches of low shrubs. Far off into the distance, you could just barely make out a few rock formations. It had been a while since any of them had seen another vehicle, coming or going.

Faye fidgeted in her seat. “Um… guys, you’re going to hate me, but I kind of need to pee again.” The three others let out a collective groan. Faye always needed to pee.

“Why didn’t you go when we were at the last gas station?” Florence demanded.

“I didn’t have to go then!”

“Well Faye,” Isaac said, “I hate to break it to you but we’re about 150 miles away from the next one.”

“Well…” Faye began, but was unsure how to continue. “Well, shit.”

Silence returned to the car again, though only briefly. “Okay, I actually need to go pretty bad,” Faye said, squirming in her seat.

Isaac lifted a hand up from the steering wheel. “What do you want me to do Faye? Just pull over so you can piss on the side of the road?”

“Well…” Faye began. The three others groaned again. Keenan covered his eyes. “What?” Faye continued, “We haven’t seen a car for miles. It would take like 30 seconds tops.”

“You really want me to stop right now so you can pee on the side of the road?”

“Would you rather I pee on your backseat?” Faye snapped back.

“Alright, we’re pulling over!” Isaac said, beginning to slow the car down to a stop.

“Spring Break!” Faye said.

“Spring Break…” the three others returned halfheartedly.

Isaac guided the car to a stop right off the side of the road and cut the engine. Faye unbuckled, opened the back left door, and raced around to the back right side, positioning herself so that the car would cover her in case another vehicle passed by.

“JUST GIVE ME A SEC!” Faye yelled from outside. “I’M GOING TO GIVE IT A SQUAT. KEENAN, I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BETTER NOT LOOK!”

Keenan now fully covered his entire face with his hands. “What the fuck are you doing Faye,” he mumbled. In the front, Isaac sat back in his seat, taking the moment to stretch his hands. Next to him, Florence rested her head on her arm.

“OKAY, PANTS ARE DOWN. KEENAN, EYES CLOSED!”

“FAYE, YOU DON’T HAVE TO FUCKING NARRATE IT!” Keenan yelled. Isaac and Florence chuckled.

“I can’t believe you dated her,” Florence said.

“Yeah well, I can’t believe I did either,” Keenan said, head still in his hands. “What was I thinking…”

“I CAN HEAR YOU!” Faye yelled from outside. Keenan groaned and lowered his head all the way into his lap. “ALRIGHT, ALMOST DONE! PANTS ARE ABOUT TO COME BACK UP!”

“THANK YOU FOR LETTING US KNOW!” Isaac yelled, before lowering his voice. “I’m just glad you two could stay friends.”

Keenan lifted himself back up. “It was important to Faye that we did,” he said softly. “She didn’t want to ruin the group.” Isaac tensed up again.

“PANTS ARE BACK UP!” Faye yelled, before running back around and opening the door. “See, I told you it wouldn’t take long.”

“Faye, you’re gross,” Keenan said.

“What, just because I can’t pee on whatever tree I find doesn’t mean I can’t go outside!” Faye retorted.

“Alright alright, settle down,” Isaac said. He gave his hands one last flex before reaching for the keys. “Time to hit the road again. I want to make it there before sunset.”

Isaac twisted the keys and the car revved, then stopped. He mumbled under his breath and tried it again, twisting the keys. Again the car revved, then stopped. “Fuck,” Isaac said. He tried a third time, but with the same results. Four times. Five times. Six times.

“Um, Isaac, what’s going on?” Florence said.

“Nothing! Nothing. Don’t worry about it,” Isaac said. He tried again. Seven times. Eight times. Nine times. But the car wouldn’t catch.

“Why isn’t the car starting?” Keenan said from the back.

Isaac continued trying to start the car, but nothing was working. In frustration, he hit the steering wheel, causing it to honk.

“Isaac!” Florence yelled.

Isaac crashed back into his seat. “Fucking hell. Well… fuck.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Faye said.

“Nothing. Well, probably not nothing, but… It does this sometimes. Just have to give it a few minutes before trying again.”

“Like how many minutes?” Florence said.

“Like, ten?” Isaac said, though his voice did little to inspire confidence.

Florence took a moment to look around. There wasn’t anything, anywhere, for miles, and miles, and miles. “Well… shit.”

“So we’re just going to sit here for ten minutes?” Faye asked.

“I guess so,” Keenan said.

Florence reached into her bag and pulled out her phone, looking at it for a few moments before tossing it back in. “I don’t suppose any of you have any signal either,” she said. The other three reached for their phones. None of them did.

“Great,” Florence mumbled.

Silence once again returned to the car. After a few moments, Isaac tried starting the car again, but failed.

“Stop doing that. You’re going to wear out the battery,” Keenan said. “Best to leave it alone for a bit.”

“Fine,” Isaac grumbled.

Silence stretched, and stretched, and stretched.

“It’s getting kind of stuffy in here,” Faye said.

“Well what do you want me to do about that Faye?” Isaac snapped back.

Faye frowned. After a moment, she unbuckled. “Might as well wait outside of the car then.” Faye got out of the car, stretched, and took a few steps into the endless dirt field. There was a small boulder nearby, the only thing breaking up the flat landscape. Faye headed towards it.

“Might as well get a stretch in as well,” Keenan said, unbuckling as well. He opened the door, stepped out, and gave a giant stretch. After that, he started following Faye towards the boulder.

Only Isaac and Florence remained in the car. Florence opened her car door to let some air in, but didn’t get out. Isaac followed suit. Neither of them said a word to the other.

Finally, Isaac spoke. “I’m sure it will be fine.”

“Yea,” Florence replied. She watched as Faye began to climb the boulder, Keenan standing below it with his arms on his waist. She imagined Keenan telling Faye to cut it out, but still standing close enough to catch her if she fell. Florence smiled. That pretty much summed up their relationship.

“Hey Florence, uh… about last night.”

“What about it?” Florence said, continuing to watch Faye climb, refusing to turn around to face Isaac.

“It’s just…” Isaac began. “I feel like I said all the wrong things. Or I mean, what I did say wasn’t how I meant it.”

“Oh really?” Florence said. “And what did you mean, telling me I was better off staying in Boulder?” She still refused to look at him. Faye reached the top of the boulder, and raised both her hands high. Keenan clapped.

“It came out wrong,” Isaac said, panicking. “I didn’t mean you weren’t good enough to leave Boulder, just…”

“You and I both know that I’ve gotten into every single med school I’ve applied to,” Florence snapped. “I am good enough.” Florence continued to watch the boulder. Now Keenan was beginning to climb up it. Faye sat on top, no doubt encouraging him.

“Florence, that’s not what I meant!”

“Then what did you mean?” Florence said, finally turning around to face Isaac. She was thrown off by the somber look on his face.

Isaac struggled to get each word out. “What I was trying to say,” Isaac said, before reverting to a whisper, “is that I’m afraid to lose you.” He held her gaze for a few moments before looking down at his lap.

Florence looked at him for a few moments, adjusted her glasses, then turned back to the boulder. Keenan was now on the top, sitting next to Faye. It seemed like they were talking to each other.

After a moment Isaac continued speaking, though it was barely a whisper. “I don’t want to lose you. I’m afraid you’ll leave and forget all about me. About us. I know you’re good enough to leave Boulder. You’re good enough to do anything. I’m just afraid… I’m not.”

Florence continued to watch the boulder, Faye and Keenan sitting on the top, talking. What were they talking about? What were they afraid of? Was it the same thing?

Florence watched as Faye leaned in and rested her head on Keenan’s shoulder. Maybe they were talking about the same thing.

“I love you Florence,” Isaac whispered. “You know I do. You’ve always known that, haven’t you?”

A single tear fell down Florence’s cheek as she continued to watch the boulder. Without looking, she reached out and grabbed Isaac’s hand. “I know you do,” she said. Isaac returned the squeeze.

Faye stood up on the boulder, Keenan holding her legs for support. Faye waved her hands in the direction of the car, then cupped her hands to her mouth and yelled something.

Florence let go of Isaac’s hand. “I think Faye is calling for us.”

Isaac looked up, noticing Faye and Keenan on the boulder for the first time. “How the hell did they get up there?” he said, laughing as he sniffled.

“I guess we should go find out what she wants,” Florence said.

“I guess so,” Isaac replied.

They both stepped out of the car and looked at the boulder. Faye sat back down next to Keenan, but continued to wave for them to come over. Isaac and Florence made their way towards the boulder. As they got closer they were finally able to make out what Faye was yelling.

“HEY!” Faye yelled from above. “YOU GOT TO SEE WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE UP HERE!”

“We can hear you just fine!” Isaac said as the two of them reached the base. “How the hell did you guys get up there?”

“IT’S EASY!” Faye yelled. “THERE’S A PART TO YOUR LEFT TO CLIMB UP. LIKE STEPS. VERY EASY.”

“Christ,” Isaac said, holding back a laugh. “What are we going to do with her?” He looked up at the top of the boulder, then turned around and looked at Florence. “Well, should we join them?”

Florence sighed, though there was a slight smile on her face. “Might as well.”

The two began to climb, Faye calling out instructions as they went. Of course she didn’t need to, it was practically steps. But that was Faye.

“ALMOST THERE!” Faye yelled. “ONE MORE BIG STEP TO YOUR LEFT, THEN LOOK RIGHT.”

Finally, Isaac and Florence reached the top, and Keenan and Faye raised their hands to congratulate them. The boulder was just big enough to fit all four of them. Keenan and Faye slid over so that Isaac and Florence could sit as well.

“Look out there!” Faye said, pointing far out into the distance. “Look! Are you looking?”

Isaac put his hand over his eyes, creating a makeshift visor. “I’m looking,” he said, reorienting himself to look in the direction Faye was pointing.

Florence turned as well to look. With her left hand, she clung onto the back of Isaac next to her. She had never been one for heights.

“Um, Faye,” Isaac said after a moment. “I’m looking, but I don’t really see anything but dirt.”

Faye and Keenan both laughed. Florence and Isaac looked at them, confused.

Finally, Faye spoke. “Yeah, but it’s kind of beautiful isn’t it?”

—

Thank you for reading Stories, an ever-expanding collection of original fictional stories. This story was written by me, Connor Aidan. If you enjoyed this story, then why don’t you share it with a friend? Maybe they’ll like it too. Once again, I’m Connor Aidan, and this is Stories.

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Colorado National Monument (No. 6)

Independence Monument is a 5,739-foot-elevation (1,749 meter) sandstone pillar located in Colorado National Monument, in Mesa County of western Colorado, United States. This iconic 450-foot-high landmark is situated one mile southeast of the monument's visitor center, and 9 miles (14 km) west of the community of Grand Junction, where it towers above the floor of Monument Canyon and Wedding Canyon. It is a popular climbing destination, and can be seen from Rim Rock Drive.

Source: Wikipedia

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Gunnison River Unleashed: Embark on a Waterside Odyssey

Discover the Majesty of Gunnison River Welcome to the untamed realm of the Gunnison River, where nature’s grandeur merges with thrilling adventure. Nestled in the heart of Colorado, the Gunnison River invites adventurers to experience the exhilaration of its rapids, the serenity of its canyons, and the timeless beauty of its landscapes. Whether you’re seeking heart-pounding whitewater excitement…

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Mountains for Adventure: The Ultimate Guide to Thrilling Escapes!

There’s something about the mountains that calls to every adventurer. As a traveler who loves both serenity and adrenaline, I often find myself drawn to the peaks. I’ve visited various mountains worldwide, and each trip has offered a unique experience. If you’re looking for a mix of adventure and natural beauty, let me share some of my favorite mountains for adventure and what makes them perfect for your next thrill-seeking journey.

Problem: Too Many Mountains, Too Little Time

The world is blessed with numerous mountain ranges, each with its distinct allure. From the snow-capped Himalayas to the rocky terrains of the Andes, choosing where to go can be overwhelming. I remember feeling paralyzed by the options when I first started planning my mountain adventures. I wanted a place that offered more than just stunning views. I wanted action—hiking, rock climbing, and maybe even a bit of skiing. But which mountains offer the best mix of adventure?

Agitation: The Fear of a Boring Adventure

I’ve had my fair share of disappointing trips. I once spent a week in a range that promised a lot but delivered little in terms of adventure. The trails were crowded, the activities were limited, and I left feeling unfulfilled. There’s nothing worse than wasting your time and money on a destination that doesn’t meet your expectations, especially when you’re an adventure seeker. I knew I had to find mountains that genuinely cater to thrill-seekers like me.

Solution: Three Must-Visit Mountains for Adventure

After years of exploring and learning from my mistakes, I’ve found three mountains that never disappoint when it comes to adventure. Whether you’re into hiking, climbing, or snow sports, these mountains have it all.

1. The Rockies, USA and Canada:

The Rockies are a dream for any adventurer. Spanning over 3,000 miles from Canada to the southwestern United States, this mountain range offers countless opportunities for outdoor activities. I’ve hiked the rugged trails in Banff National Park, Canada, and skied down the slopes in Colorado. What’s great about the Rockies is the variety. You can go from kayaking in glacial lakes to whitewater rafting in the rivers. If you’re looking for a well-rounded adventure, this range has everything. And with over 20 national parks, there’s always something new to explore.

2. The Alps, Europe:

The Alps might be famous for their winter sports, but there’s more to them than just skiing. I’ve trekked through the French Alps and climbed the Dolomites in Italy. The Via Ferrata routes in the Dolomites are some of the most exciting climbing experiences I’ve ever had. The trails are challenging, but the views are worth every step. Plus, the Alps offer excellent mountain biking trails if you prefer cycling. With so many activities packed into one range, the Alps are ideal for year-round adventure.

3. The Andes, South America:

Stretching along the western edge of South America, the Andes are the longest continental mountain range in the world. I’ve had the chance to hike to the ancient ruins of Machu Picchu and snowboard down the slopes in Chile. The Andes offer a unique blend of history and adventure. The altitudes can be challenging, with peaks like Aconcagua reaching nearly 7,000 meters, but that’s part of the appeal. For thrill-seekers, the Andes are a must-visit.

Conclusion: Choosing the Right Mountains for Adventure

When it comes to adventure, not all mountains are created equal. If you’re like me and crave both natural beauty and adrenaline-pumping activities, then the Rockies, the Alps, and the Andes should be on your bucket list. Each range offers something unique, whether it’s hiking, climbing, or skiing. Next time you’re planning an adventure, consider these mountains for an unforgettable experience. From the Rockies to the Andes, these are the top mountains for adventure that every traveler should explore.

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Adventure Awaits: Exciting Tours for Thrill-Seekers

For those who crave adrenaline-pumping experiences and heart-racing adventures, the world is a playground of endless possibilities. From scaling towering peaks to diving into the depths of the ocean, thrilling tours await thrill-seekers in every corner of the globe. In 2024, these exciting destinations offer the perfect mix of adventure, excitement, and unforgettable memories best travel agency in kochi

1. Queenstown, New Zealand: The Adventure Capital

Queenstown, aptly dubbed the adventure capital of the world, is a must-visit for any thrill-seeker. Nestled on the shores of Lake Wakatipu and surrounded by the Southern Alps, this stunning town offers a plethora of exhilarating activities.

Adventure Highlights:

Bungee Jumping: Experience the rush of jumping off the iconic Kawarau Bridge, the world’s first commercial bungee jump site.

Skydiving: Soar through the sky with breathtaking views of mountains, lakes, and forests.

Jet Boating: Speed through the narrow canyons of the Shotover River on a high-powered jet boat.

Heli-Skiing: Take a helicopter ride to remote mountain peaks for an unparalleled skiing experience.

With its stunning landscapes and wide range of activities, Queenstown is the ultimate destination for those seeking an adrenaline-filled adventure.

2. Interlaken, Switzerland: Alpine Thrills

Nestled between Lake Thun and Lake Brienz, Interlaken is a charming town that serves as a gateway to the Swiss Alps. Known for its adventure sports, Interlaken attracts thrill-seekers from around the world.

Adventure Highlights:

Paragliding: Soar above the picturesque town and enjoy panoramic views of the surrounding mountains and lakes.

Canyoning: Navigate through narrow gorges, jump into crystal-clear pools, and slide down natural rock slides.

Skydiving: Experience the ultimate freefall over the stunning Swiss Alps.

Ice Climbing: Challenge yourself on frozen waterfalls and glaciers with guided ice climbing tours.

Interlaken’s combination of scenic beauty and thrilling activities makes it a top destination for adventure enthusiasts.

3. Moab, Utah, USA: Desert Adventures

Moab, located in the heart of Utah’s red rock country, offers a unique blend of stunning desert landscapes and adrenaline-pumping activities. Known for its proximity to Arches and Canyonlands National Parks, Moab is a haven for outdoor enthusiasts.

Adventure Highlights:

Rock Climbing: Scale the towering red rock formations with guided climbing tours.

Mountain Biking: Ride the famous Slickrock Trail, known for its challenging terrain and breathtaking views.

White-Water Rafting: Tackle the rapids of the Colorado River on an exhilarating rafting trip.

Off-Roading: Explore the rugged backcountry with a guided 4x4 tour.

Moab’s dramatic landscapes and diverse activities make it a prime destination for those seeking desert adventures.

4. Cape Town, South Africa: Ocean and Mountain Thrills

Cape Town offers a unique blend of ocean and mountain adventures, making it an ideal destination for thrill-seekers. With its stunning coastline and iconic Table Mountain, Cape Town provides a range of exhilarating activities.

Adventure Highlights:

Shark Cage Diving: Get up close and personal with great white sharks in the waters off Gansbaai.

Paragliding: Take off from Signal Hill or Lion’s Head for a scenic flight over the city and coastline.

Surfing: Ride the waves at Muizenberg Beach, known for its consistent surf breaks.

Hiking: Conquer the challenging trails up Table Mountain for panoramic views of the city and ocean.

Cape Town’s diverse landscapes and thrilling activities make it a top choice for adventure lovers.

5. Costa Rica: Jungle and Beach Adventures

Costa Rica, with its lush rainforests and pristine beaches, offers an array of thrilling activities for the adventurous traveler. Known for its biodiversity and commitment to eco-tourism, Costa Rica provides the perfect setting for an unforgettable adventure.

Adventure Highlights:

Zip Lining: Fly through the treetops of the rainforest on an exhilarating zip line tour.

White-Water Rafting: Navigate the rapids of the Pacuare or Sarapiquí rivers.

Surfing: Catch some of the best waves in Central America at Tamarindo or Jaco Beach.

Volcano Hiking: Trek to the summit of Arenal or Rincon de la Vieja for stunning volcanic landscapes.

Costa Rica’s combination of jungle and beach adventures makes it an ideal destination for thrill-seekers looking for diverse experiences.

6. Norway: Arctic and Fjord Adventures

Norway’s dramatic landscapes, from its fjords to its Arctic wilderness, provide a stunning backdrop for a variety of thrilling activities. With its rugged terrain and pristine natural beauty, Norway is a paradise for adventure enthusiasts.

Adventure Highlights:

Dog Sledding: Experience the thrill of mushing through the Arctic wilderness with a team of huskies.

Fjord Kayaking: Paddle through the serene and majestic fjords for a unique perspective of Norway’s landscapes.

Northern Lights: Chase the Aurora Borealis on a guided tour for a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Glacier Hiking: Explore the blue ice and crevasses of Norway’s glaciers with expert guides.

Norway’s breathtaking scenery and diverse activities make it a top destination for those seeking Arctic and fjord adventures.

For thrill-seekers, the world is filled with destinations that offer heart-pounding excitement and unforgettable experiences. Whether you’re diving into the depths of the ocean, soaring through the sky, or conquering rugged terrains, these adventure-filled locations promise to satisfy your craving for adrenaline. As you plan your travels for 2024, consider these exciting tours and destinations to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. Adventure awaits, so gear up and get ready to explore the world’s most thrilling experiences. Safe travels best travel agency in alappuzha

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Best Dog-Friendly Hikes

States like Arkansas, Colorado, Arizona, Georgia, and Missouri have the best dog-friendly hikes where you can go with your furry friend for an adventure.

Exploring the great outdoors with your furry friend is one of the most rewarding experiences for any dog owner. The United States offers an abundance of trails that welcome both humans and their canine companions. From the rugged landscapes of Arizona to the lush forests of Georgia, here are some of the best dog-friendly hikes in the United States, featuring top spots in Arkansas, Colorado, Arizona, Georgia, Missouri, and California.

Whitaker Point (Hawksbill Crag) - Arkansas

Location: Ozark National Forest, Arkansas  

Trail Length: 3 miles round trip  

Difficulty: Moderate

Whitaker Point, also known as Hawksbill Crag, is one of Arkansas' most iconic hiking destinations. The trail offers stunning views of the Ozark National Forest and a breathtaking overlook that juts out like a hawk's beak. The trail is well-marked and relatively short, making it perfect for dogs. Just ensure your pup is leashed and keep an eye on them near the edges.

Chautauqua Trail - Colorado

Location: Boulder, Colorado  

Trail Length: 3.6 miles round trip  

Difficulty: Moderate

Nestled in the foothills of the Rockies, the Chautauqua Trail provides a mix of meadow and forest scenery with incredible views of the Flatirons. This trail is a favorite among dog owners in Colorado. Dogs must be on a leash, but they will love the wide-open spaces and fresh mountain air. It is undoubtedly one of the best dog-friendly hikes in the United States.

Cathedral Rock Trail - Arizona

Location: Sedona, Arizona  

Trail Length: 1.2 miles round trip  

Difficulty: Moderate to Difficult

Sedona's red rock formations are a sight to behold, and the Cathedral Rock Trail is a fantastic way to experience them. The trail is steep and can be challenging, but the views from the top are worth every step. Dogs are allowed on the trail but should be well-prepared for a rocky climb.

Amicalola Falls State Park - Georgia

Location: Dawsonville, Georgia  

Trail Length: Varies (Multiple trails available)  

Difficulty: Easy to Difficult

Home to Georgia’s tallest waterfall, Amicalola Falls State Park offers a variety of trails suitable for all levels. The Amicalola Falls Loop Trail is a favorite, offering stunning waterfall views and lush forest scenery. Dogs are welcome but must be kept on a leash.

Dogwood Canyon Nature Park - Missouri

Location: Lampe, Missouri  

Trail Length: Varies (Multiple trails available)  

Difficulty: Easy to Moderate

Dogwood Canyon Nature Park is a pet-friendly paradise with crystal-clear streams, cascading waterfalls, and abundant wildlife. There are several trails to choose from, all of which are dog-friendly. This park is perfect for a leisurely stroll with your dog.

Runyon Canyon Park - California

Location: Los Angeles, California  

Trail Length: 3 miles round trip  

Difficulty: Easy to Moderate

What do dogs like the most? Of Course running off-leash! This trail allows them to do so. Runyon Canyon Park is one of the most popular dog-friendly hikes in Los Angeles. With off-leash areas and panoramic views of the city and the Hollywood Sign, this trail is a hit among local dog owners. The trail can get busy, so it’s best to go early in the morning.

Tips for Hiking with Your Dog

Always carry plenty of water for both you and your dog, especially on hot days.

Keep your dog on a leash unless you're in a designated off-leash area. Ensure your dog’s collar has up-to-date pet ID tags.

Be mindful of other hikers and wildlife. Keep your dog under control and clean up after them.

Make sure your dog is in good health and up for the hike. Watch for signs of fatigue or overheating.

Exploring these trails with your dog will undoubtedly create lasting memories and strengthen your bond. So pack your gear, leash up your pup, and hit the trails for an adventure you both will cherish. Do not forget the important pet supplies on the way.

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BOTR - Day 7 - June 21, 2024

Darkness and rain last night forced us to abandon our campsite for the dry comforts of a hotel, 100 miles before our target destination. We both slept well and our internal clocks had us up before 6am local time (8am Eastern, haha). We were on the road early hoping to get to a first come first served campsite before anyone else. Our target was the South Fork CG that we didn’t make it to the previous evening.

Wyoming is an amazing place. We easily drove 30+ miles between towns. Along the way we saw rolling hills and prairie in every direction. Occasionally, we’d see a ranch house and the associated farm buildings. We were able to spot a few pronghorn and a few more cows and sheep. The sky seemed to go on forever.

The open road.

I was also surprised at how little resource exploitation (oil, gas, coal, wind) we saw. Over the 300 miles we’ve traveled in the state, I might have seen a dozen pump jacks. The two or three windmills looked like they supported individual homes. We did see one 100+ car train loaded with coal but we have no idea where it came from.

Once off the major highway, we cruised through the historic district in Buffalo, WY. Pleasantly, the town was thriving, homes were well kept, and there were many people out and about. The district truthfully advertised itself… historic late 1800s & early 1900s buildings, all well kept and open for tourists headed towards Yellowstone.

We didn’t stick around to check out the town considering our need to get a campsite. We drive through Buffalo up into the mountains for the first time on this trip. The foothills are lush and green and the high peaks still have snow.

We wound our way the 16 miles to our turnoff. We were greeted by the camp host when we rolled in! She pointed to the only available site and we parked there immediately. After we told her that we had a reservation that we missed the previous night, she waived our fee for this evening!

Finally camping in the mountains.

An hour later, we had eaten lunch and were off for a hike along the creek behind camp. We were in a beautiful evergreen forest with the occasional white birch. The sound of the stream was the most dominant sound we heard. White puffy clouds mix with grey ones blocking out the sun for short periods. The temperature varied from cool to toasty depending on the cloud cover.

Our hike took us to the Tea Hack Reservoir. We saw wildflowers along the way and occasionally heard birds over the sound of the stream. At the reservoir, a family was fishing and they’d caught a few brook and brown trout which they’ll enjoy for breakfast tomorrow. On the way back, Diane heard and saw a Mountain Chicadee, a first for her.

Tea Hack Reservoir.

While hiking, I noticed a few times that short climbs left me a little breathless. I was surprised when Diane shared our altitude as identified on her cell phone app… just over 7700 feet above sea level. Good because I need to get acclimated for our Colorado adventure.

After, we relaxed in camp while enjoying a few snacks. Clouds rolled in and brought the temperature down to the point where we both put on pants and jackets. Soon after, the sky grew dark and rain washed away any warmth.

Sometime along the way a wayward elk walked into camp and wandered out just as quickly.

We ate an early dinner while it rained and spent the first part of the evening playing Phase 10 to a close finish. Soon after, we wrapped up by reading in bed as the sun when down.

G’nite