I was surprised how much my impression of it changed as I worked my way around the shore and then up the mountain for a bird’s-eye view. Phelps Lake is gorgeous, in a lot of different ways.
Read MoreAnd what the hey, if I was going to be stuck in the parking lot until Monday, apparently hallucinating trail information, and things literally falling apart around me, I figured I would just pop open a cold one and watch Disney movies.
Read MoreI’m absolutely excited. Practically vibrating with joy and determination and general bubblegummy-ness. I’m also terrified.
Read MoreIt’s midnight when I finally stop, so wrung out that I stumble a bit as I drop down on the steps.
Read MoreI’m not writing this post to complain. I realized that this — everything being a total mess — is part of the whole experience.
I’m not failing at it, I’m doing it.
Read MoreZach looked back and said that everything looked ok, except there seemed to be something shiny — something that looked like water — on the floor.
Read MoreThe last week before I left was just as insane, because all of that was still going on, but I also had a lot of goodbyes to get through.
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