Yesterday started out like a normal Sunday. I was awakened early by my mother and attended a Sunday morning church service. Because of events earlier in the week we hadn't made our normal trip to the groceries, so that was solved after church.
Around 5, Caleb came over for dinner. I'm always happy when he comes down and spends time with me. You should see the smile that I have when he interacts with my family. My Dad really likes him, I've come to believe. In the past, it was never really important to me if my family liked
the guys that I was interested in. Now though, its almost a relief that they do.
After dinner we headed off to Berea to meet Silas, Wendee, and Messina at the Pinnacles. Silas, like always, was late. But, we knew he would be. Caleb and I even made bets on the way there on just how late we thought he'd be. He showed up remarkably close to when he was supposed to be there, but turned around and left because he wanted beef jerky.
Hiking with Silas is a whole lot different than when it's just me and Caleb, or just me and anyone really. He likes to set the pace, and the pace is fast and without stops. It was hard on me to keep up, to the point that I really stopped trying. I think Caleb sensed this and walked me behind me, keeping me company and not letting me be the last in the line.
We got went down the wrong trail at first, for about a mile, till the trail decided to just come to a dead end. I do take the blame here, cause really, I didn't think the end to the other trail at the West Pinnacles would be a good place to watch. While it's one of the highest points, the trees are still a little higher. (I was right once we got up there.)
When we did go to the other trail, we ended up climbing on top of rocks. Let me put this into perspective. Out of the five of us, 3 are afraid of heights. Caleb though, being the guy that he is, still climbed as high as he could. If only because Silas and Messina did. Wendee and I though, climbed to the second highest rock and then had to be helped up by the boys. Neither of us were happy about being up that high.
Now, I had said that the tree tops were higher than the rock, and I wasn't lying. For the most part, our view was obscured by the trees. The fireworks that we did see were the big ones, and we had more of an... aerial view.
Coming off the rock, I almost fell to my death. Silas and Caleb caught me though, so everything's
okay there.
Walking back (in the dark) we all had a flashlight a-piece (Wendee somehow ended up with Caleb's lantern). About 5-10 minutes down the trail, we hear voices, but I couldn't see anyone. A few seconds later, we came upon a couple that had be caught without flashlights and had been trying to hike down by the light of their cell phones. We took them in and promptly forgot that they didn't know us (Well, the guys did. I was aware the whole time). Several paces down the
trail Silas decided to begin asking questions like, "Would you give up
2 inches on your Johnson for a few million dollars?" "Would you rather lose an arm or leg?" and so on and so forth. I don't think the random couple we picked up will ever visit the Paddy Wagon.
The end of the night found us at Sonic. We had had a good night. All were happy and left with plenty of memories.
I still want to see fireworks though.
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