Brokeback Mountain

Courtney, Anya, Rebecca and I went backpacking at Big Sur this weekend for 3 days. We hiked out on Sunday as the Memorial Day throng was on its way in to the hotsprings. This blog is pretty long, so sit back and enjoy the ride. The trip was amazing and it made us all really happy. Aw.
Soundtrack: Blackalicious and The Beatles; Bonding Experience: The near-death experience; Joke of the Trip: Pweiners


7 am hurts


We saw some cool trees along the way


Courtney thinks this looks like Hawaii


Apparently, someone owns this part of the ocean and no one is allowed to swim there. That’s probably why it’s so beautiful


A hillbilly, a 70s throw-back, and a hippie


The terrain and atmosphere changed depending on which side of the mountain we were on. This was the lush, forest-y side.


Gotta keep the blood from collecting in your hands


This is actually a waterfall, but the light makes it difficult to see


We’d gone 6 miles and were trying to decide whether or not to continue. We ended up going the whole 11 the first day so that we could camp at the hot springs for 2 nights.


Redwood


I got hooked on the log. Check out the cooperative co-oppers! Ow!


We had to cross the river or cross this rock to get to the campsites


Those fools traversed the rock while Becca and I waded


Hot springs and boobies. We didn’t bring suits (except Anya) because Courtney told us the springs were full of naked hippies. We instead ended up meeting lots of overworked, awkward (and clothed!), corporate men. Um, so that was cool anyway.


Passin’ around the peace pipe at night


Tasty eats for dinner


Anya’s hobo hands sifting through the trail mix in hopes of finding the chocolate


Ow mama, you rocked me!


Ran into my friend Theo, on the right, who was camping just down the river-bend from us. They invited us to share their campfire


It was HELLOF cold there at night


We went on a day hike the second day, and ran across this oak forest


Here’s an idea of the desert-y side of the mountain. It was kind of like chaparral


After the hike we hung out at the river for a while


Anya and I plunged our nice warm bodies into the 40 degree water. It was painful and maybe also refreshing


The water was so cold that it knocked the breath out of us. I was forced to doggie-paddle due to lack of air/ability to think


Ice warriors


Mosquitos: 28, Becca: 0


Walkin’ around looking for a sunny place to lay (lie?)


This was the view once I found my sunny place


Cookin’ oatmeal on the last morning


Caution: Do not go off the path because you think it could be a shortcut. We hiked maybe 100 yards straight uphill trying to find the trail, lost it, and had to clutch all the posion oak on the way back down to keep from breaking our necks.


We stopped on the way home at some beach in Carmel


Sand is good


Whoa damn, blisters. P.S. Bryan: This is proper macro-function usage.

xo,
kari

Birthday-ness

P-House and I threw a kegger at CZ last night to celebrate birthdays, homecomings, and the end of school. All I wanted for my birthday was for everyone else to get trashed. Mission accomplished. It was way fun, but some fucker stole the tap on the keg, and if it was you, I hope someone steals your bike and your first-born child.


My really good friends Morgan and Jordan came over to celebrate. They blew up balloons for me


Courtney all hippie crack’d out


Anya and Chloe dancing to some booty music


Chloe is such a babe. This is what she looks like right before you kiss her; you should kiss her.


More like Vegan-No-Edge


Kappa Thetha Beta for lyfe!


Sometimes we’re so hot it hurts me deep inside.


Alex was chillin’


I like this picture because the dude in the background is Vogue-ing


Happy graduation, Cameron!!!


Proof that Chloe is NOT a tight-lipped bitch.


We can’t remember why Courtney was sad, but it was probably either lack of music or lack of nitrous


Conjoined twins being birthed


My babies


Why so sad?!


Birthday kids, 46 and 17 respectively


After-party in our room, mostly because we couldn’t walk up stairs at this point


Gettin’ my dance on to Ace of Base


Joe gave the best birthday presents ever


I woke up drunk this morning and I fell on the concrete floor and it was sooooooo cooold. That’s my cold face/Why is there no more nitrous?!? face/My impersonation of a hungry velociraptor face.

I love you all so much, and thank you for coming to mah partay.

xo,
kari