Ski the Angel

Do you ever get a thought or idea in your head that just won’t go away?  One of those brain worms that burrows in to your subconscious and persists over months, popping into your head at the weirdest times? Over the past couple of years, for me it has been the thought of skiing the Angel of Shavano.  

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It’s on the list, it must be climbed

Peak bagging is a strange pastime.  Getting up at gawdawful hours of the morning, driving all over the state to spend all day walking up and down steep slopes until your toenails turn black all because a mountain appears on some arbitrary list.  Is a 13,000-foot mountain less worthy of climbing than a 14,000-foot mountain?  No.  But the 14,000-foot mountain is on a list.  Actually, the 13,000-foot mountain is on a list too, a different list.  But one list at a time. 

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