I went hiking this past weekend. I don’t know why, but I started this a few years ago and it’s addicting. I typically climb high peaks and marvel at the awesome landscape and what not. Yeah, it sounds rather corny, but try it yourself. You might like it.

So after getting up at the crack ass of dawn, picking up Captain Flintheart, Steveo, and Fez, we headed for the hills. The first hour or so was uneventful. You know the drill: walking up a fucking steep hill, sweating your ass off, and hating life. Then it happened. We met some people.

The first group was from St. Lawrence University. Two guys were hiking together and we mistook them for lovers because they both sported high socks until we found out they were with four women who were wearing spandex (one of four was good looking). These folks informed it was “peak week” and that we will probably see more people from their college on the trails. Fine. OK. Whatever.

We continued our trek until we came to this giant wall that is straight out of the Old Testament:

It took a bit to figure out how to tackle this, but after watching several Canadians attempt it and fail, we eventually we figured it out and on we went. The Canadians by the way spoke English and French intermittently which was intense.

Twenty minutes later we reached the top of this mountain and it was crowded with hikers who we talked with along the way and other people who actually drove up the mountain! Who does that! Well, the only good thing about these people that drove up was that they looked crazy as shit.

Exhibit A – Random Indian Family Giving me the Death Stare:

Exhibit B – Random Guy with Man Fro Pony Tail and Matching Jorts

As I took all of this in (the crazy people, not the mountainous landscapes), I started questioning which was better: all the random people I came across or the actual views from the top? I can’t decide anymore. Good scenery is always nice, but it’s not everyday I have the chance to see crazy people.

Well, here’s a pic of Lake Placid. You decide which is better.

It was still a pretty phenomenal day regardless. The walk down was smooth and uneventful, food at A&W’s was amazing, and the Nightmare River Band rocked the Lark Tavern at night. That’s a quality fall Saturday.

Side note: The gentleman with the hat on in both pics above is Captain Flintheart (we needed a diversion to grab these photos without looking too crazy). The Captain’s will more than likely begin popping up into posts here and there. Look for this and many more new random things to come as the Meeting of the Minds nears!