Ho...lee...crap

Apr 24, 2006 09:12

::His guitar slung across his back
His dusty boots is his cadillac
Flamin’ hair just a blowin’ in the wind
Ain’t seen a bed in so long it’s a sin
He left home when he was seventeen
The rest of the world he had longed to see
But everybody knows the boss
A rolling stone who gathers no moss

But you’d probably call him a tramp
But it goes a little deeper than that
He’s a highway chile::
-Jimi Hendrix

Holy crap I'm moving this Thursday! There will be four of us in the car on the ride to Alaska. Ideally, that will still be the case twelve days later.

Sketchy-play-by-ear-itinerary:
-Thursday head up to Beckaroo's cabin.
-Probably early Saturday head out from there leaving Becky in our dust (teehee just kidding, Becky, I'll miss ya)
-Rotate through drivers until we get to Yellowstone
-hike, climb, camp, be hippies
-perhaps visit the Grand Tits (or en francais, "Tetons")
-Drive like mad over to Seattle
-Visit Schwartz's brother and maaaaaybe Mt. Rainier
-Successfully cross the Canadian border
-Visit Vancouver and their lenient laws
-boulder in Squamish, British Columbia
-Try not to kill each other during the forty hour drive up to Denali
-Successfully cross back into the U.S.A.......crazy
-stop in Juneau if my friends have moved there yet
-stop in Anchorage for shits, giggles, and last minute supplies
-Arrive in Denali on the morning of the ninth.
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