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  • Road Trip to the Dessert in Wi Road Trip to the Dessert in Winter

    • From: JMohrmann
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      December 26th 2009, one day after Christmas, my wife and I hopped into the car at 4:30 a.m. and started driving south on what was to be a 3,000+ mile road trip. The road trip was initially planned for 2 reasons, 1-because we needed a vacation and 2-to visit my grandma in Phoenix. Although driving from Helena to Phoenix and back is long enough in itself, we decided to extend the trip a few days and add a few stops in the Utah dessert. Below is our day to day itinerary and an account of memories that will last us a lifetime.

      Dec. 26th Day 1 was by far the longest day in the car. 13+ hours, 900+ miles from Helena Montana to Las Vegas, NV. We stayed at the Hilton, “just off” the strip. Apparently “Just off” the strip to someone from Vegas is WAY different then what I was expecting. Never having been to the strip, I had no idea of the massive size of everything and how far apart everything really is. We explored the strip this night, and even managed to win a couple bucks in a penny slot!

      Dec. 27th Day 2. We spent the day exploring the strip, riding the New York New York roller coaster, lost our winnings in a slot machine and then took in an incredible show, Cirque Du Soleil-Mystere’ at the Treasure Island.

      Dec. 28th Day 3. Having explored Vegas for a day and a night, we were done with the city and ready to move on, so we hopped back in the car and drove to Phoenix, via the Hoover dam! Along the way I won the contest by spotting the first saguaro cactus.

      Dec. 29th Day 4. We visited Grandma all day, picked some fresh lemons and oranges on the tree in the backyard, and had some wonderful BBQ at a tiny dive restaurant.

      Dec. 30th Day 5. Back in the car we headed north to Cortez, Colorado. Along the way we stopped at the Grand Canyon (10 foot visibility!!!) drove through Monument Valley, and even detoured to 4-Corners, making it JUST in time (apparently 4-Corners closes at 5:00 p.m.) to snap a few pictures. Most of the day was a blizzard, clearing up perfectly for about 30 minutes while we drove through Monument Valley.

      Dec. 31st Day 6. Waking up to sunny skies and a fresh 12” of snow in Cortez, Colorado, we headed out to Mesa Verde National Park, which was over 90% closed due to the snow. The 10% that was open required studded snow tires or chains to visit (luckily we had the snow tires put on a few weeks prior.) And despite the lousy conditions, the 10% that was open was incredible! Well worth the stop. The ancient pueblo cliff dwellings ARE really worth a visit, however in addition to Mesa Verde I fully recommend hiking to an "off the trail", hard to find ruins in various places around Utah. After Mesa Verde we drove to Blanding, UTah, and then onto Natural Bridges Nat. Mon. for a quick road tour of the natural bridges. New Years eve was fairly uneventful, my wife and I shared a bottle of champagne, watched the ball drop (east coast time), and drifted to sleep.

      Jan. 1st Day 7. We started the day with a 4 mile hike through knee deep untracked powder to a seldom visited ancient pueblo ruin. Ballroom Cave Ruins. It was pretty cool to sign the register and date it 1-1-10. The latest entry before ours was on 11-15-09, long before the snow started flying. The only tracks we encountered were from a pair of elk! First time I had heard of elk roaming around the scrub dessert in Utah. Following the hike, we drove to Moab, stopping at Newspaper Rock and a natural arch along the way.

      Jan 2nd Day 8. Again waking to a skiff of fresh snow, we headed into Arches National Park for a day full of hikes to arches. We started the day at Delicate Arch (even though the rangers warned us not too because of the hazardous snow covered trail) and also hit up the Devil’s Garden area and the Window’s area. We were so excited to finally be in a town that had more than 1 restaurant, however apparently most restaurants close for the winter in Moab!

      Jan 3rd Day 9. We woke up early and headed over to Goblin Valley State Park for our favorite experience of the trip. Hiking around Goblin Valley in the winter is surreal; It brings back childhood imagination as faces in the rocks are visible on nearly every stone throughout the valley of rock goblins. We spent a large part of our day simply laughing, exploring, and chasing each other through the maze of rocks like a couple of children. After we were fully exhausted, yet completely refreshed, we hopped back in the car and drove north, stopping in Provo for the night, taking in a dollar theater movie and dinner at the much anticipated Olive Garden.

      Jan 4th Day 10. The drive home was filled with memories racing through our heads and smiles spread across our faces. That is, until the cop pulled me over for driving too slow on the interstate!!! I tried to explain to him that we were just finishing up a 3,000+ mile road trip, and that I was in no hurry to return home. He let me off with a warning.

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  • Jake's Misc. Photo Album Jake's Misc. Photo Album

    • From: JMohrmann
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      These are some photos I uploaded that each have their own story and experience, but until I can get around to sharing more about them here they are.
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  • Rock Lake MTB Camping Trip Rock Lake MTB Camping Trip

    • From: KK
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      For the past three years I have raced in the Chequamegon 40 Fat Tire Festival in Cable, WI but when our group missed the deadline this year we decided to embark on a new adventure. We loaded up our gear in Chicago and headed north towards the beautiful Northwoods of Wisconsin. I remember the feeling of passing through Eau Claire when the woods get thicker, the wildlife appears to be more abundant and there's that spiritual feeling of being home. After about eight hours of long, dark, empty roads we eventually pulled into Two Lakes Campground in Drummond, WI - a beautiful place located on a small strip of land between Lake Owen and Bass Lake on the Chequamegon-Nicolet National Forest. The next day we awoke to a beautiful site with the lake glistening and a canopy of trees above. The campground was filled with fellow riders who were in town for the Cheq 40 but this year we had different plans. We ate a big breakfast, tweaked our bikes and loaded up the necessary gear to get us through a couple nights in the woods. The weather was worse then we planned for with blowing snow and blustery temperatures in the upper 20's but we had a plan that we were not willing to abandon. It was just the three of us, our bikes, minimal gear and a red X on a map where we hoped to find an epic site that was said to exist on a lake about 30 miles in off Rock Lake's technical single track. The deeper we road the more amazing our surroundings became and we saw a number places to setup camp for the night but were not willing to give up on our destination just yet. It was mid afternoon, our packs were getting heavier and we knew that we had to be near. I saw an overgrown uphill trail that headed away from the rest towards a clearing in the sky that had to be a lake. I fought through the climb, followed the trail and yelled with excitement when I saw a more ideal site then I could have ever imagined - it was a peninsula that sat about 20 feet above the crystal clear lake with an abundance of firewood and best of all no trace of anyone for miles. We gathered enough firewood to keep us warm for the night and through some fishing lines in the water in search of dinner - thankfully the bass were biting and we cooked a much needed feast. The black night was lit by our raging fire, a star-filled sky, laughter and endless stories.
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  • 10 Days in Stanley, Idaho 10 Days in Stanley, Idaho

    • From: peerbolt
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      With 10 days between jobs and a raft guide friend currently living in Stanley, Idaho and guiding the main Salmon River, we decided it was time to experience the remote beauty that is the Sawtooth Wilderness and central Idaho. Camping at a site appropriately named "Top of the World" for the duration of our adventure, we squeezed in as much as we could of what the area has to offer, including trail running, hiking, cliff jumping, rafting, fly fishing, and especially hot springs.
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  • South America South America

    • From: BrandonFriese
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      A few photos from around South America. This includes Ecuador, Peru, Chile, Brazil, and Argentina. A little hiking to Machu Picchu, some boating and hiking around Lake Titicaca in Peru. A big hike to Quilitoa Crater and around in Ecuador. Lots of snowboarding in Chile at Valle Nevado, El Colorado, and El Portillo. Last some hiking around the Brazil, Argentina border at the worlds widest waterfalls, Iguacu Falls. A little collaboration of the whole trip.
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  • Mt. Arapiles and the Grampians Mt. Arapiles and the Grampians, Australia

    • From: BrandonFriese
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      A couple buddies and I spent a over a month camping, and climbing in Arapiles with a short trip over to the Grampians. If you are into climbing, I recommend taking a trip here. It is in South East Australia about 3 hours outside of Melbourne. It is a great community with amazing climbing and lots of routes for everybody. I can't wait to dirtbag it again. One of the best months of my life.
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  • Climbing Orizaba with Nan Climbing Orizaba with Nan

    • From: JesseBenn
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      The following is a group of photos, video and the story from our trip to climb Mexico's highest mountain; El Pico de Orizaba. My fiance and myself made two trips to this volcano in 2009, on the first my Grandmother (Nan) passed away. At the time I remember feeling like she had passed while I was in another country to spare me some of the hurt. The day of her passing we were dropped off on Orizaba for our attempt and the surreality of our location somehow gave me comfort in her passing. After we failed to summit on that trip we quickly scheduled another, this time we would be climbing with Nan....


      March 17-18, 2009:

      We started searching for the Sandman in the early afternoon on St. Patrick’s Day. Although the hut was buzzing with activity I still managed to find sleep. I dreamt I was home looking through my pantry and for some reason hadn’t had a chance to climb Orizaba. I read about a similar dream James Wickwire had while on K2 before becoming one of the 1st Americans to summit the notorious peak, maybe it was a good omen. The alarm buzzed at 11:30PM and I was up in seconds. I sparked the MSR XGK and finally had it figured out to where if I had any hair left on my hand I wouldn’t have burnt it off this time. The stove ignited like a jet engine and had our water ready in minutes. We took a little longer than the efficient stove and were out of the hut at 1:00AM. This time there were three of us; Jessica, Trevor (a new friend we met through 14ers.com) and myself. How lucky was I? Most guys need to beg their wife/girlfriend to let them do stuff like this and mine was right here with me for the second time in two months. The brothers from Texas were already working their way up the sleeping giant.

      We kept a methodical pace; Jessica was a great excuse for Trevor and I to move comfortably and I don’t think either of us minded three miles above sea level. The route from the hut to the base of the Labyrinth was familiar and we made our way there with deceptive ease. The Labyrinth is the crux of the route; a couple hundred feet of mountain pierced by short bursts of steep climbing on rock, snow and ice starting around 16,000 feet. We caught up to the brothers as they choked down “energy bombs” a.k.a. bean burritos. The easy portion of our day was about to come to an abrupt halt. We sat down and put our spikes (crampons) on in preparation for what loomed above. I started out in front and immediately doubted myself; “I’m not sure if I have the technical skill for this section.” The slope bulged out with steep water ice covered in thin snow and to the right an ice covered rock. I went right and dug the pick of my ice axe in over my head, stuck the front points of my crampons into the ice and slid up. Once over I was relieved to see an easier path on snow for Jessica and Trevor to follow. We moved passed the bottom of the Labyrinth and quickly became committed to the climb. In some places the run-out and exposure was troubling but mercifully hidden in the night. I lead while Jessica followed with Trevor behind. We stayed close because between the three of us we only had two headlamps. A classic misplacement by me in an attempt to make sure we had them.

      Orizaba stands between 18,400 feet and 18,700 feet depending who you ask. It towers above the small beautiful town of Tlachichuca, Mexico. Senor Reyes runs Servimont; a climbers hostel that provides logistics for climbers. The century old building was once a soap factory and is now a living museum that is part of Orizaba’s growing history. The walls are adorned with classic mountaineering equipment used by older generations of Reyes. You will not find a better host anywhere in the world then Senor Reyes family and staff. Lucia, the cook and master of soups, remembered Jessica’s favorite drink from our last stay. Victor, the driver, summed up the attitude found at Servimont when I asked him how he was. He replied simply; “todos perfecto;” “everything is perfect.” Our next visit to Orizaba will only partially be to visit the mountain, the other part will be to see the Reyes and staff again. Reach them at info@servimont.com.mx.

      The Labyrinth refused to surrender to us and the climb wore on Jessica. “Mountaineers need strong legs” Senor Reyes told us before we left; “but they need strong minds even more.”

      There we were; between 3:00 and 4:00AM in the middle of our first mixed climb at 16,400 feet and if Jessica didn’t hate me for it then I’m six foot tall (I’m five foot four.) Trevor and I tried to explain that we couldn’t turn around here. I believe my words were; “we’ll get to the top here and re-evaluate.” When I finally reached the top I placed a bright orange glacier wand in the growing wind and waited while Jessica and Trevor topped out. The hard climbing on the Labyrinth was below us; above us every step was a new high. For the first time we could see the Jamapa Glacier up close and a star fell toward the mountain named after it, (Citlapetl is Orizaba’s Aztec name and means “Star Mountain.”) I felt stronger than I had the previous several hours. It was a tick behind 5:00AM and I knew the sun would be rising shortly. Would the light of day invigorate Jessica or should she wait at the base of the glacier while we climbed? Would she resent me for pushing on without her? On our last attempt my very good friend and Grandmother (Nan) passed the morning we traveled to the hut; 1.12.2009. On this trip I carried her picture in my chest pocket and brought a purple ribbon from her funeral with me to tie to the summit cross; Jessica wanted me to tie it there.

      We set out onto the glacier; Jessica decided to give it a shot. As our trio made its way in the brilliance of the morning onto the crunchy ice that crowns the top of Mexico, the sun rose to our left and split the sky in half. It seemed as if we were looking at the curve of the earth on the horizon half a world away. Just as the ball of fire poked above the endless cloud to our east Jessica decided to turn around. My altimeter read 17,400 feet, no small accomplishment. After the three of us discussed it Jessica and I turned around and walked hand in hand to the bottom of the glacier while the sun painted our high alpine world red. It was one of the most oddly romantic moments we have shared.

      “Don’t worry Trevor; I’ll hustle back to you. Whatever hustling is at 17,000 feet,” I joked. With Jessica safely at the bottom of the glacier and in the path of any coming or going climbers I was heading back up at 6:50AM. I caught Trevor pretty quickly and we were on our way. The sun was up, sharp steel crashed through hard ice and snow below our feet, the glacier glasses were on and all of Mexico lay beneath us. It was the first time in my life I felt like I was truly on my way to becoming a mountaineer. I felt great; we were moving good and had the summit in reach.

      The brothers from Texas were good guys; I have two brothers, one older and one younger. These guys reminded me of us guys. They loved each other and that might have been demonstrated best when they got into a shouting match one Piedre Grande morning. They were not regular mountain climbers; they just wanted a challenge and found theirs on Orizaba. Another group; Mr. Turner and Alejandro; left later than all of us but passed everyone on the glacier. Mr. Turner said that he felt the need to go quick for a few reasons; first because he is, “getting old so he doesn’t have time to screw around like I do” and second because he was, “the only one with a guide (Alejandro) and on a rope so he needed to overcompensate by going quickly.” Either way it was impressive work.

      High on the glacier my body would deceive itself and I’d move too fast before getting winded and struggling to catch my breath in the emaciated air. Each step felt more and more like a dream then the last; was I really above 18,000 feet? Was I aware enough to continue safely? “Be here now;” I would think to myself. An expression I picked up after reading Laurence Gonzales’ Deep Survival. At one point I coughed and felt nauseous. Should I turn around if I throw up? The summit is close I know it. What looked like a boot track from the hut turned out to be a crevasse. It was mostly filled in but I probed my axe through and felt air, spooky. We both quickly jumped across.

      Thin, wispy clouds rolled over our heads like a river. The sun induced a prism effect adding color to the already dreamlike landscape. They seemed to dip down just 20-30 feet above. Were they dropping down into the crater? Had we made it? Jessica sat 2000 feet below us looking up and saw the clouds too. They hadn’t been there all day until we arrived; for me Nan was greeting me to the top of her mountain. We were there; the glacier was below us and for the moment could be set aside. The brothers had just arrived as well and were sitting comfortably on the crater rim. It was 9:00AM; we took just over two hours to get up the glacier. Thousands of feet below a down blanket of clouds stretched out to the Gulf of Mexico. The views, altitude and exhaustion all collaborated to form one of the most beautiful and surreal moments of my life. I made an effort to capture the scene with my camera but nothing can replicate it. It is one of the “why’s” I climb. All of the pain, altitude headaches, stress and soreness of the trip are easily forgotten but that moment will always live with me. I can always go back to it and escape from my mundane and usual life outside of the mountains. The pain, sacrifice and risks that it takes to get to those moments are the only way to afford what is priceless.

      After trying to take it all in and regaining what we could of our breath we headed for the true summit. My bright red down jacket came out and warmed me up as I marched up the final hundred feet. We passed Alejandro and Mr. Tucker as they were on the way down and I asked them to check in with Jessica for me and tell her, “we are right behind you and I love her.” When we reached the windy summit my altimeter read 18,698 feet and because there is no official altitude of Orizaba I choose to believe it, that’s how high it was when I was there. I immediately took Nan’s ribbon and tied it tightly to one of the tangled metal crosses that marks North America’s third highest point. Then I took out the most beautiful smiling picture of Nan from my chest pocket. The sight of her brought it all out of me. I didn’t cry so much as I wept if that makes sense. Tears just flew out of me but I wasn’t otherwise physically upset. I placed the picture at the base of the crosses and set some rocks on it to keep it in place. It was the perfect send off; she loved our Colorado Mountains and I’m sure she loves Mexico’s now too. I’m thinking she’s going to love all the mountains I’ll be bringing her to from now on.

      More pictures from this trip can be found here; http://s728.photobucket.com/albums/ww281/JB1499/

      The trip report from our January 2009 attempt can be found here; http://www.14ers.com/php14ers/tripreport.php?trip=5606&parmuser=JB99&cpgm=tripuser
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  • Back country yurt trip - Siste Back country yurt trip - Sisters Oregon

    • From: Thefridge11
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      This was a fabulous back country yurt trip in the Sisters Range located outside of Bend, OR. A group of us headed out for a 2 day 1 night back country ski trip. It snowed a few inches the first day which provided excellent conditions. The second day was a blue bird day. The sun and warm temperatures provided ideal corn skiing conditions! Overall, it was a great experience. Our group was fantastic, the skiing was fantastic, and our guides were fantastic! What else could one ask for!
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  • Sport Climbing in Red Rocks Sport Climbing in Red Rocks

    • From: Anners
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      This past spring I went on my first climbing trip to Red Rocks, Nevada. What an adventure we had! Four newbies from Canada living in the desert for three weeks! The heat, the climbs, the comradeship, will forever be marked in my memories as one of the best trips thus far! :) I am now planning my next trip to Nevada.
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  • My Grand Canyon trip with the My Grand Canyon trip with the kids 2009

    • From: jenniferrobino
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      Hannah (age 10) and Nicholas (age 8) headed down to the bottom of the Grand Canyon with me in November 2009. It was their first time down to the bottom. We had a beautiful cabin for 2 nights. We took South Kaibab down and it took about 4:45 and then Bright Angel up (7:45).
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  • Kite Skiing in Gros Morne Kite Skiing in Gros Morne

    • From: Anners
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      One glorious day in Newfoundland, we got some friends together and spent the day kite skiing in Gros Morne National Park. Located on the west coast of Newfoundland, Gros Morne holds many hidden gems for those adventure seekers. The Tablelands was our choice spot for this day. We spent the day blessed with blue skies and amazing skiing! For anyone who has never been to Newfoundland, trust me when I say it is well worth a visit!
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  • Backpacking Nicaragua Backpacking Nicaragua

    • From: thepatweir
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      e-mail entry 1: last week I got sick, I had heat exhaustion from the trip from Managua. We got packed on one packed minivan, followed by an extremely over packed bus in Rivas. They wait until the bus gets full before leaving, no schedule abided, and by packed I don´t mean your mannerly 2-3 people per seat and then we drive off into the sunset...the bus waited untill we were jam packed with people sitting standing, leaning, around the sacks of rice and potatoes of course, while vendors magically found a path to weave through selling snacks, bevies, and sandwich bag chicken, while we waited. I was sitting by the window sweating balls. Then about 45 minutes and several bottles of water later, the bus pulled out bursting at the seams with people only to stop on the highway to let on 10 more people from another passing bus. I don´t know were they fit, they just did. e-mail entry 2: So some of you already know that I saw my first wild monkee(s) the other day. We took a trip up to a beach south of San Juan on a water taxi and got a glimpse of some raw nicaraguan beauty. We were supposed to camp but we got rained out and pat is too used to the cheap prices here and didn´t want to dish 8 bucks to camp. I agreed, it is a bit to pay for these standards, but secretly I was not keen on camping aflter I saw the most strangest crabs I´ve ever seen. I must have seen at least 6 different species of crabs in that one day, there were transparent ones that you absolutely could not see against the white sandy beach unless they ran rally close to your feet...but the strangest ones by far were the reddish orange crabs, with purple claws that lived in the jungle AWAY from the water. Jungle crabs that were strangely bright against an infinite green canvas of fauna, with no camouflage abilities whatsoever so you could only imagine they were highly poisonous to eat. It was strange to see such a daring crab so far form the water but I got used to it untill I realized their impressive climbing abilities. They lived in dug out tunnels, rock crevases, and high up in the trees. creepy. They are quick to hide or raise their claws at you when you approach but if you stay still and pay attention, you can see thousands of red dots all over the jungle skiddling about. Like an infestation. There was no place for me to camp in that jungle haha... In other news, pat is a little sick with something. He´s been in bed all day. If he is not feeling better by tomorrow I´m going to take him to the clinic. I´m sure he´s fine, some other travelers have also been getting sick I think it may be the heat... e-mail entry 3: We´ve been trying to plan a trip to La Flor since we left vancouver but could never sort out the mirad of details. But the other day we were bored and just hopped up and decided to pack our camping gear and get to el coco, the neighbouring beach, whichever way possible. I ran around a shopped for camping food while pat figured out a way to get us there. A pack of weiners, and some potatoes later (we were roughing it), pat came up to me and said: ´´ we have two choices, the maintenance guy that works at our apartment said we could hire his friend who is a cab driver for $45 american for a trip there and back with pick up tomorrow, or we can take the bus whith a chance getting robbed on the road´´ We left our valuables behind and took the bus. It was actually one of the better bus rides we´ve ever had here, breezy, not too chaotic and it was only a dollar each. But talk about washboard dirt roads! It would take a veteran bus rider to have the ability to fall asleep on those buses and I happen to be sitting right next to one. You hit pot holes and rivets so deep you actually get air time when your stomach comes up and makes an appearance in the rib cage. Dude next to me almost landed on my lap a few times. Pat had to stand most of the way. We got off at a convenience store on the side of the road walked down to the beach. The beach we went to, el coco, was supposed to have an unofficial free campground according to the lonely planet guide book. The book also said ¨turltle poachers live here, so be polite¨. And we were. There was no ´unofficial campground` we could make out so we went up to this construction site where they were building beachfront condos and asked if we could camp on the some of the ground they had cleared. The foreman said sure,fine...no fire and be careful. Be careful! He said that the site had a guard that would roam the area every few hours. Did I mention that the security guards here carry machine guns? Anyway... e-mail entry 4: So guess what? I have a story but you can't tell mom or dad. Aside form surfing the coolest waves, and sizzling under the sun on the sand with the crabs, last night pat and i were robbed at gun point. WE were driving home from a nearby beach and we unintentional left when it was already getting dark, that's a no-no around here. So there was 6 of us in an SUV and we were driving on a little dirt road and as we were driving, we came up to a huge log blocking the road and we already knew someone had intentionally put it there. So we debated what to do but it all came down to that stupid log blocking our way home so everyone got out to move it as a team. Just when we were all out of the vehicle 2 men wearing t/shirts around their faces appeared out of the shadows and started yelling and pointing guns at us. They told us to get our hand in the air then went through the truck and took all our stuff. It was mostly scary because there were more people we could hear in the bushes, and we were all standing in front of the headlights blinded by what was going on. But we are all fine, just a little shaken up and few possessions and dollars less. They weren't going to hurt us though, they just wanted our money and stuff, which they took. The only thing that sucks is now pat and I are even more broke in a really poor country but it just makes it even more of an adventure. You have to promise not to tell mom, I will. Eventually.
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  • Stanley Idaho - The Ultimate O Stanley Idaho - The Ultimate Outdoor Experience!

    • From: Thefridge11
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      This Idaho secret is suitable for anyone looking to have a great time in the outdoors! Stanley, Idaho is a true Rocky Mountain town located in the pristine wilderness of central Idaho. Gateway to the Sawtooth Mountains, Frank Church Wilderness, and the famous Salmon River of No Return, Stanley is a recreation mecca for biking, hiking, climbing backpacking, fishing, camping, water skiing, hot springs, horseback riding, and what ever else you could imagine doing in the outdoors. For those that need some shopping added into your vacation, Sun valley is located an hour south providing great restaurants and shops. I spent this last summer (09') in Stanley, Idaho and have fallen in love with the place. From Red Fish Lake, the Main/Middle Fork of the Salmon River, and the rugged Sawtooth Mountains, This is the most beautiful place I have been to in the United states. There are fun activities for people of all ages. I PROMISE you, that after whatever outdoor activity you choose to do, a nearby hot spring visit and magnificent sunset will sell you on this place. CHECK IT OUT!
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  • Transrockies 2009 - 6th place Transrockies 2009 - 6th place open women!

    • From: jenniferrobino
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      Engracia made it to 6th place in open women. Although, she could have done much better with a different partner. I like the pictures I took because they show less running and more fun! The transrockies run was one of the best experiences of my life!
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  • Sunrise Hike - Haleakala Natio Sunrise Hike - Haleakala National Park - Maui, HI

    • From: KK
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      My wife and I awoke at 4am, grabbed our warm layers and left our beach house on Maui's south shore and drove 10,000 feet up the dark, winding roads to the top of the Haleakala crater to watch the sunrise. We arrived to a dark, cold 35 degrees with a crescent moon illuminating the starry sky. Bundled together in a blanket we watched in awe as the black sky began to brighten in a beautiful red glow above the clouds-the colors continued to amaze us as the sun began to peek out to bring us light and warmth. We then decided to set out on a short morning hike down the sliding sands trail but little did we know our adventure became anything but short - amazed by our epic views, the incredible wildlife (silversword plants) and surrounding colors we decided to continue our hike across the crater. A trusted friend told me about how the hike continued past the Holua Cabin and back out to Park Road where we could hitchhike back up to our car at the summit. Miles of open land had passed without seeing another hiker and the partially marked trail continued with a single track that seemed to stretch for miles ahead. As the sun began to get hot, we stripped away our layers and quickly began to realize our lack of water and sunblock on this unplanned journey. We spotted the Holua Cabin in the distance and were stoked to know we were on the right path - the cabin was set in a gully surounded by peaks and had an epic view of the sea. We continued on a hard packed dirt trail surrounded by lava rock and plants that led us through a gate to a massive switchback climb up a 1500 foot rock cliff. As we gained elevation, the clouds began to roll in to bring us some much needed cooler air and we continued on with our walk in the clouds. We eventually climbed up to a parking lot with a lookout point and looked back at the beauty that we just crossed. Stoked to get back to our car and get a much needed drink, I stuck out my thumb to a number of jeeps and convertibles driven by tourists who passed without even acknowledging our existence until an old beaten down pick up truck with three locals sitting in front pulled to the shoulder - we hopped in the back and he floored it up the winding roads as it was definitely not his first time taking these turns. We let our hair blow in the wind and looked back over the beauty that we had just encountered...
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    • 7 months ago
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  • Strickler's Knob - Massanutten Strickler's Knob - Massanutten Hike

    • From: marsbar
    • Description:
      Strickler's Knob off of the Massanutten Mountain Trail Systems. This was a decent!!! hike - about 6.5 hours in total length, rated difficult. Beautiful scenery all around - best time to go is mid-fall when most people may be battling whether or not to go because of the cold. We didn't see a single soul out there. Steep, rock scrambles, and diverse!!!
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    • 9 months ago
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  • Douthat State Park - biking Douthat State Park - biking

    • From: marsbar
    • Description:
      13 people, 13+ bikes, 1 truck for shuttling, Food, Drinks, and Fun!!! Douthat State Park has manicured so many of its mountian biking trails, putting in pretty sick lines that you HAVE to stick too, dirt jumps, and SPPEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDD!!! It is truly beginning to live up to it's name of "The Disneyland of Mountain Biking". THere is something for everyone. All levels of biking, fishing, boating, beaches, miles of hiking trails, tent camping, trailer camping, cabins, etc!!! Would definitly suggest checking it out!
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    • 9 months ago
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  • Part of Colorado and Wyoming Part of Colorado and Wyoming

    • From: BrandonFriese
    • Description:
      Another Road trip covering parts of Colorado and Wyoming. Lots of fun had at every stop.
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    • 8 months ago
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  • Campsites Campsites

    • From: KK
    • Description:
      My sleeping bag is the only other place besides for my own bed where I actually look forward to spending the night. There's something about falling asleep to a fire under the stars and waking up with the surrounding wild life to the sun as it begins to rise and start its day. These are a few photos of some recent campsites where I have been lucky enough to call home for the night...
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    • 9 months ago
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  • Excursion - South Island, New Excursion - South Island, New Zealand

    • From: colebingham
    • Description:
      Completed: Skydiving, Bungee Jumping, Four Summits, Kayaking the Fjordlands, River-Caving the Cave Stream, Glacier Climbing, Hammock Lounging, Camping in Extreme Conditions, Soup and Crumpet Rations for a week. Absolutely fantastic conditions in the dead of winter - Snow everywhere, often 2-3 metres! It was the most epic adventure I've ever had the privilege of being a part of. Myself and two other American students studying in New Zealand took our three-week winter break and backpacked the South Island. Between incredible fellowship, breath-taking scenery, and some really intense experiences, it was the most dream-experience I've ever had. I even got to write and act out a bedtime story for a 75-kid ski trip of some local kiwi schoolkids. The photo I'm submitting to the challenge documents a single moment when I walked out on a smaller mountain off to the side of Mt. Roy, in completely untouched snow, and stood overlooking some of the most remarkable lakes and mountains in the world. Truly a beautiful moment!
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    • 10 months ago
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