El Cajon Peak for the Third Time
Today's peak bagging shit! A group made me their groupie stick. I told them I wanted a selfie of my back so the female in the group graciously shot me from behind. "Why are you subjecting yourself to so much difficulty?" RN asks me all the time when it comes to my hiking. There I was sitting at the fence of El Capitan Open Space Preserve waiting for RN to pick me up in the Fall of 2012. Short of breath, I just told another hiker to let Chad, the meetup organiser know that I was quitting. RN and I later drove to Barona Casino which is less than a mile from the parking lot for breakfast. I never returned to the casino after partaking in the losers breakfast offering and coming face to face with the pot bellied laughing Buddha promising good fortune especially if one rubs it big round belly. But I vowed, eversince that shameful day at the parking lot of El Capitan Open Space Preserve to bag "the box" by all means. I met Chad again on a hike to Suicide ...