Happy birthday to me

Gone are the days of…

Getting all hot and sweaty over entering a biathlon in Bryce Canyon on a whim.

Dining with rat poop in Sun Valley’s backcountry yurts.

Scaling Half Dome’s beast in Yosemite (click to enlarge for full effect).

Taking self-portraits with ugly sunglasses after bagging two 14,000-foot peaks by myself in Colorado.

Instead, thanks to a charitable donation (a.k.a. generous birthday present) from my parents, Jamie and I will be doing this.

It’s good to be old.

Other Posts