Sunday, July 29, 2012
Seven-day Weekend
This weekend began with Monday, when Eileen called to invite me to her place for pioneer day. I decided to ride up with James and Sarah (long-time-no-see cousins), which was awesome. We watched the parade, hung out, went to Red Butte garden (which was SO cool), then made and consumed a delicious feast with the cousins. Eileen and I also got to visit David and Heidi and my new niece Elise when she dropped me off at home :). Wednesday I went to a Sigur Ros documentary/concert entitled Heima. It was so so so amazing. Afterwards I stopped by dinner group to partake of delicious curry and naan (which I LOVE). Thursday I worked, helped my roommate replace her taillight, then went to the Twilight Concert Series up in SLC with some friends from work. Band of Horses was the headliner with Lower Dens opening for them. It was such a great concert. It was outdoors, making the constant clouds of pot dissipate fairly well, haha. It was crazy and crazy fun, and I even got to see Anne! She came downtown to meet up with me :). We got home wicked late, but it was so worth it. Friday I had a bleh day at work, but afterwards I left for my Goblin Valley camping trip. We arrived and set up camp, then climbed some hoodoos. Once the sun set, we went into the actual valley to see the goblins. It was so creepily cool! I would highly suggest it. That night it rained, but we slept a bit anyway. Saturday morning we woke up around 4:30 or 5 to go into the valley before sunrise. It was so fun to run around and climb the hoodoos. Afterwards, we packed up camp and drove to little wild horse canyon. It's a slot canyon near goblin valley, and is so amazing! We came home and I hung out with my roommates. We went and got pita pockets then ate them at a park. Afterwards we got donuts and ate them while we drove through the car wash. Total stoner activity, but totally fun sober. :) We came home and watched a movie. This morning I woke up with a mysteriously swelled eye, which has slowly turned into a black eye. All I can think is that I must have walloped myself in the night haha. Other than that it's just been a low-key day. Happy Sunday to all!
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Thursday, July 19, 2012
This Day
Today. What can I say about today?
Today I slept in. I went to one job, then the other. I played like a little kid, running through halls, laughing hysterically, driving big trucks, blaring music. I cooked a fabulous meal, and was adored for doing so. I volunteered and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I met someone who immediately rubbed me the wrong way. I discussed love. I pranked a very good friend with two other very good friends. I drove in the rain. Now I will sleep.
Today I slept in. I went to one job, then the other. I played like a little kid, running through halls, laughing hysterically, driving big trucks, blaring music. I cooked a fabulous meal, and was adored for doing so. I volunteered and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. I met someone who immediately rubbed me the wrong way. I discussed love. I pranked a very good friend with two other very good friends. I drove in the rain. Now I will sleep.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Regarding the time Carin saw a unicorn
My friend Carin ate some flowers along the trail. Then she saw a unicorn.
"It's soooo beautiful!!!" she said. "Kessia, can you see the beautiful unicorn?"
Kessia: "It's a tree stump."
Carin: "It must have used it's magic to change into a tree stump so it wouldn't be discovered. It's probably the last unicorn alive! ...and we SAW it!!!"
She then proceeded to pick up every piece of litter along the trail. Though she didn't tell us she was planning this as she was picking it up, she later turned the trash into a public display to prevent further littering. It said, "Earth says stop" and was written in litter on the grass in front of our apartment complex.
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"It's soooo beautiful!!!" she said. "Kessia, can you see the beautiful unicorn?"
Kessia: "It's a tree stump."
Carin: "It must have used it's magic to change into a tree stump so it wouldn't be discovered. It's probably the last unicorn alive! ...and we SAW it!!!"
She then proceeded to pick up every piece of litter along the trail. Though she didn't tell us she was planning this as she was picking it up, she later turned the trash into a public display to prevent further littering. It said, "Earth says stop" and was written in litter on the grass in front of our apartment complex.
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Regarding the time I went backpacking
This weekend, I embarked on a fifteen mile backpacking trip wherein we were supposed to begin deep in Provo canyon, hike up and around a mountain, then descend to Vivian Park where our journey would end. Simple, right? Not so.
Let's begin at the beginning:
Friday, 4:00 pm. We all pile our bodies and our gear into 4 cars, then drive to Vivian Park where we leave 2 cars for the return journey. We then drive all the way up the canyon to this tiny little town who's name escapes me (because, yes, it is just that small). We wind through this little town, wondering if we're lost, when we finally find the road we're looking for and follow it. A few minutes later, it turns into a very rough dirt road. Mind you, we're in two little sedans, not equipped for off-roading, but we press on (or should I say bounce, jolt, and lose-our-lunch on). Finally, we come to a river with rather large rocks jutting out of it. At this point, everyone (except for the semi-egotistical-but-still-awesome guy who we will call "David") decides that it would be a very bad idea to try to cross it. David, however, decides that if he drives the car, it will magically get through unscathed. We all pile out to lessen the load, and he proceeds to crunch, crash, and break the car while crossing the river. Luckily for him, he's loaded and willing to pay for the damages. Unluckily for the rest of us, after realizing how badly he may have destroyed our friend's car, he decided that we wouldn't drive it any farther in case it exploded (a leaking fuel line was a definite possibility).
5:30 ish pm. We all grab our packs and begin trudging up the last mile or two of road before the trail head. We finally come to a big fork in the road. There's a man there camping in an RV, so we ask him which direction will take us to the certain trail we were looking for (because, naturally, neither the GPS David brought nor the map he printed off were any good). The man pointed us down a road, gave us one look and said, "that's a STEEP trail; you sure you wanna hike it? I couldn't even get my dirt bike up it!" We say yes, thank him, and continue down the road.
6 or 6:30 pm. We finally make it to the trail head, but we're still not sure if it's the right one. We just keep walking up it til we hit a fork in the trail. David decides that, since his GPS and map aren't any good, we should go on the more narrow and dangerous trail (naturally). So we hike about 15 minutes up this trail, but when we run into a flock of baaa-ing sheep and their barking sheep dog, David decides to check the map again, and announces that this is definitely the wrong trail. So we hike back to the fork and begin the "real" trail.
We hike. And hike. And hike. And it is all straight uphill (because, let's face it: we're climbing from the bottom of a mountain to the peak of a mountain, and there are only three small switchbacks with the rest of the trail being straight up). We hike about 6 miles, then, having reached the summit of the mountain, decided to set up camp.
8:30 pm. After setting up camp, David informed us that this was not actually the right trail, and that if we wanted to hike through like we planned, we would have to hike back down and start over. We boycotted and decided that, come morning, we would simply hike back down the trail we had previously ascended. We ate dinner, explored, and made camp in time to watch the sun set at 9:30.
Thus far, we had seen: deer, chipmunks, woodpeckers, a moose, sheep, dogs, a horse, and lots of random birds.
This ends part one of my backpacking trip. Soon to come: I meet a bear and Carin sees a unicorn.
Let's begin at the beginning:
Friday, 4:00 pm. We all pile our bodies and our gear into 4 cars, then drive to Vivian Park where we leave 2 cars for the return journey. We then drive all the way up the canyon to this tiny little town who's name escapes me (because, yes, it is just that small). We wind through this little town, wondering if we're lost, when we finally find the road we're looking for and follow it. A few minutes later, it turns into a very rough dirt road. Mind you, we're in two little sedans, not equipped for off-roading, but we press on (or should I say bounce, jolt, and lose-our-lunch on). Finally, we come to a river with rather large rocks jutting out of it. At this point, everyone (except for the semi-egotistical-but-still-awesome guy who we will call "David") decides that it would be a very bad idea to try to cross it. David, however, decides that if he drives the car, it will magically get through unscathed. We all pile out to lessen the load, and he proceeds to crunch, crash, and break the car while crossing the river. Luckily for him, he's loaded and willing to pay for the damages. Unluckily for the rest of us, after realizing how badly he may have destroyed our friend's car, he decided that we wouldn't drive it any farther in case it exploded (a leaking fuel line was a definite possibility).
5:30 ish pm. We all grab our packs and begin trudging up the last mile or two of road before the trail head. We finally come to a big fork in the road. There's a man there camping in an RV, so we ask him which direction will take us to the certain trail we were looking for (because, naturally, neither the GPS David brought nor the map he printed off were any good). The man pointed us down a road, gave us one look and said, "that's a STEEP trail; you sure you wanna hike it? I couldn't even get my dirt bike up it!" We say yes, thank him, and continue down the road.
6 or 6:30 pm. We finally make it to the trail head, but we're still not sure if it's the right one. We just keep walking up it til we hit a fork in the trail. David decides that, since his GPS and map aren't any good, we should go on the more narrow and dangerous trail (naturally). So we hike about 15 minutes up this trail, but when we run into a flock of baaa-ing sheep and their barking sheep dog, David decides to check the map again, and announces that this is definitely the wrong trail. So we hike back to the fork and begin the "real" trail.
We hike. And hike. And hike. And it is all straight uphill (because, let's face it: we're climbing from the bottom of a mountain to the peak of a mountain, and there are only three small switchbacks with the rest of the trail being straight up). We hike about 6 miles, then, having reached the summit of the mountain, decided to set up camp.
8:30 pm. After setting up camp, David informed us that this was not actually the right trail, and that if we wanted to hike through like we planned, we would have to hike back down and start over. We boycotted and decided that, come morning, we would simply hike back down the trail we had previously ascended. We ate dinner, explored, and made camp in time to watch the sun set at 9:30.
Thus far, we had seen: deer, chipmunks, woodpeckers, a moose, sheep, dogs, a horse, and lots of random birds.
This ends part one of my backpacking trip. Soon to come: I meet a bear and Carin sees a unicorn.
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