I know I’ve
been a little off the blog-grid, this is partially because I forgot I had my
gmail to which all the stuff about the blog and Glange--your messages, have
been coming, but thanks to the memory of moms, I can do it all now! Also many
apologies for the long post, I know you guys don’t have much time, but maybe
you’ll read it piecewise…
I wanted to
give a little update about Ri’s trip out to visit me like a week ago, cuz it
was good times, fun POW! He got into Ontario at like 4 in the afternoon, and of
course I went to pick him up, but we did run into a little trouble. See, I had
bio lab (a long one mind you) and I don’t think I finished until 5 (with
rushing). I had a zipcar booked with my friend to go get Ri, but turns out she
lost her keycard to pickup the card in some bag somewhere. So I got my lab
partner to book a car later on for 5:30 (you need a membership to get a zipcar).
Soooo: got the zipcar…Drove it! Got lost! haha and eventually found Rily watching
some 30 Rock on his phone. Pretty sure we figured out he spent more time
waiting for me at the airport than he spent flying from UT, yeah whatevs it was
chill.
So even
though I had class ‘er day we still did some down shii: Friday we made the
decision to repel out of my second story room into the courtyard below, so
after dinner we cruised over to the Outdoor Education Center and I said “I want
a couple harnesses, beaners, and 60 meters of rope… FURR FREE!” Got the
harnesses and rope, went back to my room, waited for dark, are then set up the
steez! We wrapped a few times around the column that made up structural support
between my two windows so there were two rope tails hanging down. Of course we
repelled simultaneously, like BAMFs. I have it goPro’d but its dark so you cant
see jack. But after we got to the bottom I realized I left my keycard in my
room some 15-20 ft up, and you cant get in the building without a keycard. So
we tried to pull ourselves up the rope (which doesn’t work just the way the
repel is set up) and also scale the building while hand adjusting the rope
through the beaner as a ‘safety mechanism,’ holding it with one hand… yeah it
was a little sketch but so what this is college haha. We decided to just knock
or whatever, and as we were exiting the bushes we see a flashlight poking
around…naturally we tried to hide but I was right by the sidewalk at this point
and the beam eventually found me crouched down. I came out to talk to Campus
Sec. He asks me what I’m doing (he hasn’t seen Ri) and Im like “just hangin out
in the bushes” then he’s all “what’s that device?” pointing at my climbing
harness that Im still wearing. So I told him straight up my name and what I was
doing. He verified I was a student (cuz remember I didn’t have my ID) and thats
when Ri decided not to come out of hiding which was a great call for he was
never seen (and of course does not attend Pomona College). So luckily camp sec
is super chill and just documented the incident, but little did they know, and
would never find out, that we had bigger plans in the works!
On Saturday
morning we made the decision to buy a slackline and practice hard so as to be
able to hit up the BIG ONE the following Thursday. We went to REI and I bought
one and we proceeded the next few days to practicar mucho out in the big quad
we have here at Pomona. Unfortunately, due to dumbjassness, extreme
procrastination, and history essays we couldn’t slackline Tuesday or even
Wednesday. A real travesty, I will decree. In any case we decided we would be
DFTH anyways to go through with the plan, and the plan was this: We were going
to set a slackline from my dorm window two stories up, across to a tree some 10
meters away in the courtyard and walk on it. We planned a bunch and setting it
up was a real pain. My 6’7” friend (yeah he’s taller than you glange!) Graham
threw a rope throught the first fork of the tree and I had to grab the rope
from both sides and with a little boost I had to hand-over-hand pull myself
up—mind you the tree had some thorns on the truck which I was none to fond of.
Got up there and had to put the slackline around the second fork in the tree,
and after much trouble accomplished this, after which Graham brought the line
across and tied it to a rope Rily had lowered from my window. He hoisted it up
and secured it around the column. I then clipped onto the set up slackline and
pulled myself across to the window and climbed in. Now I’m trying to attach a
video edit of this sesh that went down and of course some pics, but before you
make fun of us for not being able to get all the way across, remember that the
tree moves, so one of our anchors is bending, and the line is 50% longer than
what we had practiced on (three times, two days before) so it was super swayee
not to mention scary AF! We got mad sore and bruised and scraped, but all def
worth it.
Besides this super steez we just had a BLAST
scrotin around all the days, even just in my room. So nice to have a homie
there that just gets all my jokes and references and I get theirs!!! We had an
absolutely heinous episode talking about how stoked we were (for the slackline)
which quickly turned to stok-o-meters, dangerously high stoke levels, resident
stokologists…really I won’t try and explain, but it sure did escalate quickly!
Hmm not sure what else, maybe Ri can supplement with his brain…
After much
waffling around and changes of plans, Thursday night Jackson and his mom came
to pick up Rily, I flew home Friday for a long weekend for a deposition (under
oath and asking questions) of Johnny, be he pulled a Jacob and flaked hard
(just kiddin I love you bud!). Thus I was reduced to a miserable four-day ski
weekend…psyche! Now Cobb you’ll appreciate this: some kids built a jump on
Wildcat like two slots down from punk rock landing kinda where step up jump run
in is, and I befriended them. So in the afternoon I hit this kicker a few times
and tried a cork which turned into an underflip that I almost landed, as well
as a backflip. Also on punk rock I butter three’d and my favorite: hand drag
three’d! Super stoked about that! Sorry to brag and make y’all jealous about the
snow, I just couldn’t resist ;)
Espero que todos usteded esten teniendo
experiencias buenísimas y que esten aprendiendo el español (y portugues) muy
rápido. Ustedes me faltan mucho pero quiero que ustedes sepan que les amo y
siempre les amaré! Dos años no es mucho tiempo, hasta pronto! (Cobb I figured
Spanish was so similar to Portuguese that you’d be able to figure this out
haha).
The most love,
P-dub
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