Saturday, May 9, 2020

Beauty tips according to Forest Whittaker

I've said this in several posts, but these are being backdated. It is currently 3/18/2021 (ummmmm....It's now April 3rd), but this hike was done on May 9, 2020. So that's what I'm dating it as. Chronology matters. 

This is our Crouching Lion hike! 

This was such a lovely, leisurely hike. I'm not sure why either of us were expecting this to be difficult, but it wasn't. In fact, it was pretty much without incident, so given that this was almost exactly a year ago, I'm not quite sure what to do other than give the occasional comment on my shitty cell phone photos. 


The following photos are the first couple of steep inclines we had to walk up, with a Derek for scale. His insistence. 




Look! Natural stairs! Thanks, I hate it. 


This was our first little peak at the bay, but...like...honestly, the view from the top is not dramatically different. So if you're bored now, feel free to opt out. You won't be missing anything. 


Look at the cheeseballs! Hamming it up. 



I won't lie to you. That uh...that wasn't great. It wasn't difficult or anything, it just wasn't fun.


See? Same view. Don't get me wrong, it's a gorgeous view, it's just...not different. 


Looking up at the ridge, wishing I were still in bed (I'm sure). I love hiking, but we got up at 5:30 for this hike so we could do it alone. It worked, but I was tired. 


Hey! I lied! It's different this time because of Derek!



And more Derek! TWICE! For scale again, and as always, that is his request. 




Are you ready for nature to rudely make you aware of how bullshit your quads are? I wasn't. 




O'ahu is ridiculous. It's just pretty no matter where you look. 




I'll be waiting for Windows to call me with an offer on this photo to replace the original grassy pasture. I'm sure I'll be waiting forever.


Taking photos of bees, but not getting stung this time! He did it!




Whose bright idea was this uphill bullshit, anyway? 





Hey, it's us again!




I wish I had been better about writing these immediately afterward, I have no actual memory of that day (other than popping a squat to piss on an uphill bush, because I really fucking had to go, and it sucks to admit that sometimes, having a penis and using it to pee standing up might just be more convenient) other than it was a lovely early hike with my forever hot man piece. 

I desperately miss Hawai'i. 

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