Me, Chrissy, Kristin, Andy and Art had meet up with Antoni, Arthur, Leslie, Lauren & Matt to do some FREE camping (free is the key word there). We found a spot between giant rock formations over looking a giant valley that lead to the river. This area brought a huge amount of respect for what the early settler when through when they traveled our great states. It even seemed as though the original wagon trails were still there, documenting our history. It was a beautiful sight to see, but an even better place to camp.
So even though the forecast was for upper 70's, it turns out that was for Seattle and not the desert. It got up to the low-mid 90's. That is HOT! Therefore we needed to cool off by taking a dip into the Columbia River. You might think that since it was so hot outside, the water would be fairly warm too. NOT! In actuality it was more like mid 40's. Therefore we more or less sat on the rocks with our feet in the water. I decided that I was getting to hot so I just jump in. After the initial 10 second shock, it actually was pretty nice. It felt slightly euphoric to be swimming in such a remote area (although it might have just been the cold water making me feel funny). Chrissy made a couple of attempts to get in but lasted no more than 5 seconds. Andy decided to just jump in randomly. He then fell back into the water as he scrambled to escape the freezing depths.
On the top of the Canyon Ridge was a gaggle of Wind Turbines. The amount of turbines was quite impressive. Green Energy is such a wonderful thing!
We made our way to the top of the cliff as others were heckled into jumping (or not jumping) by their fellow friends. Matt stepped up, took a look over the edge, took a couple steps and launched himself over the edge. If you'll notice in the pictures below, he likes to do the running man as he falls. So I step up, look down and say to myself "It's not that far down... Just don't think about it". So I jump. My body feels like I gain 300 pounds as Gravity accelerates me to the depths below. I have time to think to myself "Wow, this is A LOT taller than I thought it was. Wait.... I'm still falling..." I have enough time to ponder the meaning of life before I have to tuck and hit the water below. What an adrenaline rush! I'm so amped I don't even notice how cold the water was.
Be on the lookout for Part 2
Ben:
ReplyDeleteChrissy told me that I am supposed to leave a comment the next time I visit. I do in fact stalk your blog and am very jealous of all of your adventures. We need to a do-over of most of these events when I come to visit over the 4th of July.
Looks like so much fun! The Gorge is so beautiful, you need to see a show there sometime it's awesome. Glad you are still exploring the beauty of WA and making us jealous!!
ReplyDeleteI estimated the distance using proportional equasions and have determined the jump to be approximately 50 feet...plus or minus 12 feet.
ReplyDeleteNice pictures, keep them up!!!
Good Math!
ReplyDeleteDrove through Roch last night and remembered the Good Ole Days when Chrissy lived so close. Glad you guys are still having a blast in WA!
ReplyDeleteI know - I miss living close to you guys too :( I'll have to plan a trip back to MN to visit you guys! Miss you !
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