Sunday, September 27, 2009
Here's the deal-Satan lives at the top of Mt. Timpanogos. Yup he sits up there in that little white shed at the top and laughs at everyone who hikes to the top and wonders why they just wasted 4 hours of their life and still have to go back down. I'd like to say at the end of it that it was worth it...that would be a lie and I told Satan I don't lie. The truth with hiking is it's great for a few hours. A couple hours in and a couple hours out. I love being in the Mountains, looking at waterfalls, maybe even spot some wildlife frolicking in green pastures. Admittedly I haven't done anything with my marshmallow over bone body for six months so probably dragging it from sea level to 12,000 ft. in a day wasn't a good idea. The problem was I kept seeing small children and old women hiking, which I have realized were evil visions put into my mind to discourage me. I'm calling out all liars right now; don't ever say you hiked Timp if you just made it to that stupid lake. That's just the beginning, you still have to hike another hour and a half up straight rock to get to the top. At least with good conversation things go by faster. We thoroughly discussed Peyton Manning's quarterbacking strategy (side note I just googled his name to make sure I spelled in correctly...I hadn't) and other sports trivia--so pretty much I was silent for the majority of the hike.
So I made it--good job right? Way to go brother Ryan. See it wasn't so bad? Oh that's right we forgot that it's going to rain and hell/hail (both can be used synonymously at this point) on you. Two hours down and the rain came, then the hail came, which was good because they masked my tears. My tears that told me I shouldn't have gone the first 15 minutes of the hike when I realized after a power bar and gatorade that I was already fatigued and dehydrated. Okay I didn't cry, but that's because I was too angry. Then (and I'm not kidding) lighting struck directly in front of us, which caused my Dad and I to hide under rocks for about 5 minutes since we were standing in the middle of the rock field and might has well been made of metal.
We finally made it down in a record slow time of 8 hours, did I mention that it was just my Dad and me? Oh yeah, my brothers decided to slide down the glacier instead. Both my knees were shot and I seriously contemplated jumping of a few steep cliffs if not for a wife and baby. We made it back to the car and headed home. Altitude sickness started kicking in and I felt like I got hit by a truck. When we made it back to the cabin I was greeted by Greg and his new "lady friend" and I looked like a frayed kitten (I made that up, I don't know what one looks like). Since it was my birthday they asked me where I wanted to go for my birthday dinner. I wanted to go to a shallow grave and rest peacefully, but everyone was starved so I offered to go to Cafe Rio since it was close (side note I don't like Cafe Rio). That was my birthday--next day BYU got demolished and might as well of had small girls playing defense. I love my brothers and Dad and wouldn't have them any other way--just don't feel obligated to invite me on these things. The next day they went to a death defying bike jump and I got a massage and hung out with one of my best friends.
The next weekend I decided to have a birthday redo. My Dad had some of his hotel points he couldn't use so he gave them to me (I deserve them). We went to an amazing hotel in Santa Monica that looked out over the Ocean and had a hot tub on the deck (they upgraded us since my Dad and I share the name David--what they don't know won't hurt them). We had a great dinner with friends. The next day we took a walk down Venice Beach-we had to stop a couple times because my knees are still jacked up, had some breakfast, stopped by the LA temple then went to Beverly Hills and walked around Rodeo Drive. It was a great birthday redo.
This is for people who want to know me, or think they know me and really don't. I love to do a little of everything. Want to hike? I'll do it. Want to rock climb? I'll do it. Want to go to a sporting event, dinner, zoo, city, travel, anything? I'll do it. I just don't want to do it for eight hours--it stops being fun. You stop thinking about the scenery and just focus on the pain and how badly you want to injure someone or harmless animals. That's all--enjoy the pictures of both weekends.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
A few weeks ago we met up with a group of young families in Brittany's ward in Carlsbad for a night of beach volleyball. I opted to watch Camryn and Ryan worked it in the volleyball game. Man, we wish we lived closer.
We always struggle to get a good picture together; I think we about achived it this time. (Minus my double chin). These pictures remind me of the beaches in Northern California because you almost always are fully clothed. I have a little love in my heart for that!
Then last weekend we celebrated my birthday! I am officially in my late 20's! Wha-wha! Ryan tried to surprise me with getting all of our friends together for dinner and eventually he had to end up telling me. So I told him to surprise me with the place, well I figured that part out too! I am too big of a planner/pusher; therefore, I never get surprised eventhough I want to be. So here we (Britt and Derek and Mia and Nate) are at Rockin' Baja in Old Town San Diego. Great little place if you haven't been there!
Afterward, Katie, who looks great for being due next month, and Tim were able to met at Ryan's parents for cake (A Nothing Bundt Cake!) and presents. It felt like a total birthday party, (minus candles in the cake) I haven't had that in a long time! It was so nice having everyone there to make me feel special.
We spent Saturday with Tim and Katie since they were down from LA. We had so much fun kayaking, surfing, laying out and going out to dinner with those two! Too bad we didn't get a picture together. I tried but Ryan said "We don't look very good tonight!" (referring to us not Katie and Tim). Geez Ryan, why don't you be a little more honest!
We also got to stay another night and go to church the next day with the Smart's and have a great birthday dinner! I was so spoiled and got to spread my birhtday over 4 days! That's how I like to do it. Thanks everyone for all their cards, calls, messages and thoughts!