e were awoken by the sound of footsteps and passing by early climbers. And one of the passers by was looking for someone who thought was in the tent. As soon as we were snoozing back to sleep, Noel's Silence-Shattering fart and Pj's futile attempt to escape outside left me catatonic to laughter. Later we all decided to prepare breakfast. We had some coffee and some bread with corn beef for breakfast. The break of light among the mountains was quite nice. I roamed around to take some pictures and later we broke camp.
We were now headed to the waterfall; it was a short walk from the clearing. We got there in less than an hour passing by a crowded campsite. A short downhill trek will bring you to a small waterfall which still has no name. It was a 15-20 feet waterfall with a shallow pool. We decided to take a dip and it was calm and relaxing.
An hour later, we headed back home, going the same trail which we took before. The absence of rain made going back a lot faster, by 10:30am we already reached camp 1 and by noon we were already at the main registration site passing the jump-off point. We had enough time to clean up and eat what's left of our food since our ride is bound to arrive by 2pm.
On my way home, it felt like it was a long weekend. I will never be the same again after this trip. Looking back, I went out with complete strangers, who knows who they might be; a hidden gay cult, a bunch of serial killers or sumtin else altogether. But it turns out that they are a nice bunch of guys with a knack for perverse humor. Must I submit myself to the torture of climbing a mountain again after the pain of going though its trail? YES. People may ask, why climb mountains, what do we get from it? I found that there is no concrete answer for that, they have to experience it themselves to get the answer.
