hippies

if you're gunna do something involving late night, nature and booze, make sure you factor hippies into your plans because without a doubt you'll run into them, usually naked.
last night danny, james, matt and i treked out to the desert in search of the farthest hot spring, down which could be conceived as the first "road" ever made. we were almost positive that this is the dirt road everyone dies on, not because its a horrible road, just how incredibly sketch it is, in general. we get there, walk across boards and low and behold there's the hot spring ... and a hippie. this night could be considered one of the best nights in mammoth, thus far. break out our 30 pac, eat shit on the moss, and find a ledge. just to notice that the hippie is A) naked and B) is rockin a mean man-gina. so awesome. we got boozy til 2am with the most ridic conversations i have ever imagined with this hippie dude that was half drunk half fried out his mind. it was far out. dude was a legend. packed up our gear and walked back to the truck just to make yet another good decision to trek all the way bishop to get down hard on some denny's (because nothing in mammoth s 24 hours, not even close). one of the best meals i have ever had, hands down. i haven't had denny's in like over a goddamn year, let alone chain restraunt food. became bishop hooligans and made it back home while me and danny slept in the back seat of james' truck, i have NO clue how we both managed to lay down. i was on the floor? happens. came back at 5, and now here i am. what's the deal with these rain clouds, can't sun my bunz.