We hiked King's Peak. In a day.
For those of you who don't know, King's Peak is a tall mountain. Very tall. As in 13,500 feet. Plus a little.
Dustin and I spent the last two months at 0 feet of altitude - England is an island, and it is very near sea level. That was a lot of height all at once.
We drove there (after Dustin's second out-of-state speeding ticket of the year - whoops) and put our sleeping bags on a patch of grass by the van. Those present: Dad Fuller, Jared (brother), Kyle (best friend and best man), Dustin, and I. Great view of the stars, ice on our sleeping bags.
And then we started hiking. And hiking. And HIKING. This is a 30 mile deal - well over a marathon.
But we had fun. And, even better, WE MADE IT TO THE TOP!
but then we had to start back down...........and that was where it got kind of rough....
But, we persevered, and, lots of blisters, "call-of-the-wild"s, and beef jerky later, conquered the mountain. Drove home exhausted and reached our beds around 2:30 in the morning.
WHAT A WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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