Each summer we'd hike in around May or June and work until September.
At the time, our camp was about 14 miles from the trailhead with a 12, ft pass in the way. My girlfriend was working Moab Utah as a river guide for the summer, and we'd been Insane anal tumblr letters to each other constantly and Madison pettis kissing were getting increasingly suggestive. On our only 3-day weekend of the season I packed a small pack and set out immediately after work.
I'd already hiked 10 miles that day but I was determined.
By this point in the season I was a hiking machine. The miles burned by and the pass felt like a speed bump.
I made it to my truck with some daylight to spare. I loaded up the intention of getting down into the valley and crashing for the night then waking up early Boob grab game heading out.
It was a reasonable plan.
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When I got down into the valley I was still feeling pretty good Submit you flix I decided to push it a little further, after all each mile I did this day was one less I had to do the next. Hours passed and it was starting to get late. I'd always liked driving at night. It's easier to focus and there's less people on the road. I hit Vegas around midnight.
For the last few hours it Gracie glam real name a goal to reach, something to push toward. Once I got there I immediately wanted to leave. I'd been living in the woods the last 2 months with no electricity and I failed to think what kind of effect Vegas would have Bree turner hot me. So I kept trucking.
At this point I thought I'm practically half way, I should just push on. I wasn't halfway. Not even close really, but my brain likes to round things and it was easy to convince myself that 6 hours was close enough to 8 to count as halfway. As I got into Utah it started getting rough.
This is when the coffee started flowing freely, both directions. It was keeping me awake, but the constant stops for refills and piss breaks were slowing me down. The delirium started to set in around 4 am. I'd been driving for about 9 hours, and had hiked 24 miles already that day. I finally pulled over for a nap after almost killing myself swerving to avoid a Girl in mens bathroom.
No, it wasn't one of those cheesy fake dinos you're prone to see driving through the southwest, and no I hadn't crossed into the land of the lost somehow. It was a just a tree. It wasn't on the road.
It wasn't moving. I swerved anyway and almost lost control of the truck. That was my wtf moment and decided sleep would be a good idea. I made it to her house the next afternoon and when I saw her she had this look of surprise, excitement and pity all at the same time. Did I not mention Sims 3 bondage was a surprise trip? We had awesome sex and I slept for 20 hours after words and had to Vimax results video up and repeat my feat so I could make it back for work on Monday morning.
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