Jed and I went to Nounan to visit his grandma Friday night and we hiked to the top of Sherman's Peak. It was a lot of fun. We drove up Skinner canyon a bit in his grandma's pickup and then we both got on a dirt bike and rode up to the base of the hike. (murderbike is more like it - I kept thinking of how I might just have to bail off the bike at certain spots of the ride. I was also concerned about breaking my arm, or neck for that matter!) We hiked up to the peak and I thought that I was going to simply DIE. (I think I'm in okay shape. I've been exercising regularly for a while now, but to no avail. I think my heart was about to beat right out of my chest!) It was worth it when we got to the top - we could see Soda Springs, Nounan and Georgetown; we could even see Bear Lake in the distance. There were so many colorful wildflowers all around. Down was a bit of an easier hike, but I think I may get blisters on some of my toes. While riding the dirt bike down, I got hit in the forehead by a huge bug - it thankfully didn't leave a splat on my forehead!
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Your Skinner relatives on the other side would be so proud of you. Who knows you may even be related to Jed, since they all lived in Nounan in the 1800's.
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