today I bought a snickers and some beer and stood outside and ate my candy and drank my beer in the rain and cried.
And it’s the annual season of kicking caffeine addictions so that it affects you when your life starts back up again.
When I was a junior, my team made finals at Nationals because Stanford didn’t have a team routine. This year, we beat out another club, earning a spot in finals again. Last year, we snuck our way to finals; this year, we earned it.
I’m so proud to have swam with my team, and I get the feeling that BU Synchro will only continue to improve.
This is how I see fluorescent lights and signs. This is why I can’t drive at night, since all the important information is blurry and car headlights multiply and I can’t tell how far away stoplights are.
I jokingly put on Dom’s glasses “lol I’m a nerd lol” but then that sign above turned into this
and I’m like “huh.”
Lost Coast Trail, California, Part 1 (more places to go and see)
Length: 50 miles round trip (optional shuttle midway)
I went backpacking with two friends to the Northwestern region of California. We did not trek across the entirety of LCT, but also climbed into the mountains into some uncharted territory. First night we stayed in an abandoned lighthouse, which was interesting. Then we trekked past a destroyed and abandoned house into the mountains, through a roaming pasture and the mountain into a creek.
If you are interested in attempting this area, you absolutely must have a tidal chart or else the sea will carry you away and there is absolutely nowhere to run if you are in the unpassable region. The average mileage on this trail is seven a day; it seems low, but don’t risk getting caught between the high tides. Climbing on sand is very painful and slow, especially if you are lugging a 50 pound backpack.
To Part 2 of this venture.