San G. PR

I had a splendid day on San G. I got up early and headed out. A little too early as I forgot to hang my parking permit in the window (again) this time there was no ranger to give my ticket to so I'll have to mail it. Back to the trip. I made good time on the first mile: 17 minutes. As I came around the corner I smelled smoke, that's not a good thing up there it is incredibly dry. I found a group of campers with a small fire. I tried to be cool in asking them to put it out. They did with a minimal of grouchy face. Funny thing though one of the hikers in that group thanked me fro being so adamant about putting it out. He tried to sway the others but they blew him off. It was a great morning having the trail to myself, as I was getting closer to halfway camp I was hyper vigilant about bears. I heard a crashing down in the creek. Bear? Much to may amazement I saw the coolest big horn sheep. I pulled out my camera and snapped off two quick shots. Unfortunately they did not come out. I was feeling good and decided to do my best not to look at my watch, I really wanted to hit the summit in under three hours. Something I have only done once before. Well the planets were lined up today I made the summit in 2:51:02. That beats my prior by four minutes. Sweet...........

Over a month................

Damn I'm bad. No post for over a month. I had an unknown injury. After that last summit trip I developed " pitting edema" in my left leg. It was a little un-nerving because I had just returned from a trip to New Orleans jammed up the summit and got back on plane and flew to Reno and back. I finally decided to go to the doctor. After telling him about my recent travels he got a very concerned look about him and could not get the blood thinner shot into my tummy fast enough followed by telling the nurses that they needed to arrange an Ultrasound "stat". Not to pleasant to hear. Not to mention I had just put my wife on a plane the day before. So I'm sitting home with my daughter who's down for a few weeks thinking about the conversation I had a few hours earlier. "So doc what's the worst that could happen? He replied..... you could die, quicker than a heart attack!" Shit I was thinking pneumonia, crap. Oh well, a bunch of tests to no avail. They did tell me I did not have a clot and wasn't going to die. Sweeeet!
I had the privilege of escorting my daughter to Disneyland (ticket hook up :) ) We had a blast. Although she would more than likely say that I might have "marched" a little too fast to get around both parks. I mean come on who doesn't want to see everything possible.