Oregon Trail

My recent adventures have all seemed to revolve around finding my way back to the Willamette valley. The Norwegians and I were at certain points of our trip a couple hundred miles from both Canada and Mexico. We traveled through suffocating heat, vicious mosquitoes, bear attacks and were forced to eat brown cheese in our quest to find our way back to Oregon. I couldn't help but be reminded of the old Oregon Trail game for the Apple II. Granted, our axle didn't break and none of us died of dysentery, but the similarities can't be denied. OK OK so they can. The pioneers wouldn't have crossed Nevada twice on purpose, and they probably did a bit less climbing than us. But in honor of me hunting 2568 pounds of bison meat in second grade, here goes nothing. Let's do the numbers:

Number of windows smashed by bears (Sorry Mom): 1



Number of Cranberry Quick bread loafs eaten by said bears (sorry Auntie): 1

Approximate number of hangs per climb by Jake in Yosemite: 24.37

Odds that a pair of Norwegians would be freezing and wet in a desert in Utah during the Summer: 2000 to 1


Number of Rock Types pulled on: 7 (Granite, sandstone, tuff, basalt, andesite, dacite and whatever the rest of that crap on Mt. Washington is)

Average number of times per day the word "boring" was uttered: 38.72

Hottest Temperature Seen: 117 degrees Fahrenheit (47.2 degrees C)

Coldest Temperature Seen: No data

Time needed for the "novelty" of Nevada to wear off: 16.32 minutes

Amount of times Greg peed in the Willamette river: 4397

Amount of Coronas consumed on top of multipitch sport routes: 4



Gallons of sunscreen applied by fair-skinned Norwegians: 2.3


Number of poses Tim did for the camera: fabulously many



Net number of Ice creams promised as wager material: a buttload

and.......

Number of amazing pictures and memories that will last a lifetime: ∞








more to come later... but you knew that already. Happy summer!