Instead of donning his usual sombrero today to shade his hairless beacon, Jeremy brought along a very obnoxious wig. One that looked like it was scalped from Little Ritchie in the later years, or Adam Sandler in the “Wedding Singer.” It would just freaking crush Donald Trump’s unwieldy hairdo in a Rogaine audition. Very nice.
|Left to right: Hope, Me, Jean, Jeremy|
|Little Ritchie called; he wants his hair back|
We had to find our way over four crumbly spurs, facing pretty steep terrain all the way. We did find another cave of some sort tucked away in the side of one spur, but our priority was to get to the natural bridge. I have to give mad props to Hope for making this her first hike with us as it would be pretty hairy to any newcomer, especially one who had only just moved here five days prior. I’m just spreading some Aloha. E komo mai.
|Lots of crumbly and lots of steep|
|Making a trail through dry and arid|
|Over the bridge|
|Nothing is impossible|
|The world is for the taking|
|Caution and concentration|
|Within the sandbox|