by Ace Mon Jul 05, 2010 12:24 am
Back a day early. I spent a 14 hours in a minivan cause my dad decided he didn't want to spend another night in a hotel...
Also, July 3rd was the worst day of my whole shtinkin life. I gotten bitten by snakes twice, fell about 20 feet through a field of rocks, and got bitten by a crazy dog. :]
I was walking along a canyon trail cause I had nothing else to do. I wasn't watching where I was walking, and I stepped on a snake's tail. It got PO'd and bit my ankle, so I yelled a bad swear word, lost my balance, and fell down a little cliff of rocks. The trail was shaped kinda like a > thingy, so I only went about 20 or 25 feet before I hit the lower trail, where there was another damned snake that freaked out and bit my arm. Then the snake when off somewhere...dunno where...So I went back the way I came up back to a lodge me 'n my family were staying at. I was about halfway up when my cellphone rang. I answered it and it was my dad, and he was PO'd cause he just heard a swear word echo throughout THE WHOLE FREAKIN CANYON! I tried to tell him what happened but he just told me to stop f***ing around and hung up...
What's really hard is travelling up a 1.5 mile canyon trail in 108 degree weather with snake bites on your right arm and right leg with no water, while watching where you step so you don't walk on another stupid snake, scorpion, etc etc. Some of the trail was a 70 degree slope. When I finally got to the top of the canyon, it turned out my grandparents had come to the lodge and brought their dog with them. Ironically, his name is Buddy...but the first thing Buddy did when he saw he was attack me. He chomped on my right hand as hard as he could before my grandfather pulled him away. The right side of my body is pretty crapped up. :[
The only good thing is that the snakes weren't venomous...but my arm and leg still hurt like hell.
And that is why July 3rd was the worst day of my life...
I'm never goin' to Colorado ever again.