June 11, 2007

Vacation… It’s a Rollercoaster

At the end of this week, I’m off to the Golden State to visit a girlfriend who will make me drink buckets of booze and try to get me into all manner of alcohol-induced trouble. While I’m there, we are also going to spend a couple of days camping at Yosemite. Yay!



'Pretty' doesn't quite do it justice.

I have a serious and passionate affection for the Sierra Nevada. Real live mountains. They are very much unlike these tree-blanketed, northeast foothills parading around as mountains. I’m looking forward to breathing thin, high elevation air among gigantic steep-sloped, exposed rock-faced mountains. *sigh* Mountains might be what I miss most about the west.

The trip promises to be a good time, but as y’all may recall, I had an incident with my knee last month wherein the so-called mountains of Vermont took a retaliatory swing at me after I drilled several wells in them. I’ve just returned from a visit to the orthopedic surgeon. He thinks that I have a torn ACL and has ordered an MRI. Ripping! This puts a damper on my big ideas of hiking in Yosemite. Fuck! It looks like I may be the girl who sits in a hammock at the edge of the river reading smut while German and Japanese tourists waste their trip taking pictures of what they should be taking in. Why do people spend so much time taking pictures of nature instead of getting up close and personal with it? It’s absurd, I tell you.

In other news, I have a huge crush on a fella. The whole situation has left me completely off balance. I have no idea what he thinks of me. He seems to like kissing me and he appreciates my sarcastic nature. Beyond that, I’ve no clue how interested he may be in me. I’ve never had a sense for assessing what a guy thinks of me and age isn’t changing that one bit. The day after I come back from California, he’s traveling to another country for a month. Perhaps I should just calm the hell down and deal with my crush in July when he returns. Of course, that is totally contrary to the obsessive nature of a crush, so fat chance!

14 comments:

Eddie Waring said...

Beautiful. A few weeks ago the LA Times did a story on a picture taken of a moonbow over the Yosemite Falls. You can see it HERE
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If you are going to be in Santa Barbara, email me via the link on my blog. Lunch?

Eddie Waring said...

Shoite!
Link didn't work. Go to LA Times website and see for yourself.

dive said...

Good luck with the new man, FH.
Bummer about the knee. Enjoy the booze and the hammock and just steal some photos from the tourists to show us.

ellie said...

Have a great trip. Sorry about your knee.
Now spill with the man...
Have you asked him about ladies panties ? Learn from my mistake sister ;)x

Fresh Hell said...

Eddie: I'm not hitting SB this trip. But I'll be there for the first two weeks in August so perhaps lunch then...

Dive: I'll probably spend some time hiding from the tourists behind my camera so I'm sure I'll have some offerings. I grew up in a major tourist town so I'm a little cynical about classical touristy activities.


Ellie: I haven't asked about the ladies panties yet, but he's let me take a gander into his closet and there are some bones hanging in there... along with a crop, a cane, a paddle, and a flogger. But I'm not one to hold that against a fella.

ellie said...

As long as he is willing to share the pleasure and the pain!

Sassy Sundry said...

Don't wait---you'll regret it. Kiss him now and see what happens (perhaps get into a little alcohol-induced trouble here first?).

I'm sorry about your ACL. That sucks. Don't you just love getting older?

Fresh Hell said...

Ellie: He certainly seems game.

Sassy: Getting old... a wise old lady once said it's not the years, it's the miles. Starting to think that I may have racked up a few on this old chassis.

Old Knudsen said...

Kirk nearly climbed El Capitan or something silly like that. Going away for a month the day after you get back? its a ploy to get his hole or that thing you hardly ever do.

Fresh Hell said...

C'mon Knudsen... do I really seem like the kind of girl who has things I hardly ever do?

Old Knudsen said...

no not really.

Jocelyn said...

When you get to the point of feeling like you can just ask him, you'll know it's really good. Do you want me to ask him for you, since we're in 8th grade and all?

Enjoy those mountains! I'm heading on a big trip around the West, home of my heart (and youth), and I can't wait.

savannah said...

sweet...the guy, the trip...good for you...you seem the kinda gal who knows how to handle herself, sugar! ;)

Fresh Hell said...

Jocelyn: this whole boy-situation has made me feel so freaking in 8th grade!

Have a fantastic time in the West. I'm glad I don't live there anymore, but being able to visit really soothes my soul.

Savannah: I'm in mid swing of the trip right now and I nearly went to tears upon seeing a landslide scar in Santa Cruz and a grove of Eucallyptus trees. Life can be divine! xo