Sometimes, I learn really useful life lessons.
I learned quite a few this weekend in Hood River, and thought I’d share
Lesson 1: if post brewery tour you stick around and talk to the brewer, you totally get another free beer
I look deranged. It was the theme of this weekend’s pictures.
Lesson #3: Until you win the lottery, you’re not going to be buying someplace with a view like that
Lesson #5: if you’re going on a run the next day, you can have all the self-serve butter you want, I promise.
Lesson #7: If you’re going on a run along a gorge 127 Hours is not the best movie to watch the night before.
Every pebble going down the hillside makes you realize you have nothing to cut your arm off with. And no camelback to pee in.
(It doesn’t matter that you see two dozen other runners walkers and cyclists while you’re on it. and that it looks like this
not, you know, an isolated spot in Utah. You still might need to cut your arm off)
Lesson #8: I’m ridiculously paranoid
Lesson #9: If you’re going to cut your arm off, there should at least be a good view involved
(for my Oregonian friends, this is on the Historic Highway Trail, which goes from Hood River to Mosier. The whole thing is like 4.6 miles, crazy pretty, and closed off to cars)
Lesson #10: I need more vacations in my life.