So before the trip, Mark sent out a 14 page "packet" with information on the Trek as well as a suggested packing list. Bossman started a great list and I took it just a little to the OCD side with a spreadsheet detailing damn near everything we might need. While I could be accused of being overly detailed, it was helpful so we didn't repeat spares, tools, and other heavy items given these 80's were pushing a zillion pounds before we even bought our espresso, wine, and charcuterie. In the long run, it was helpful, regardless of my organizationally induced psychosis about making sure we had everything.
Anyway, back to the Eagle. As we sat around the bar drinking tasty local beer and eating burgers, pizza and calzones, the s*** hit the fan in Dallas. I think all of us were really looking forward to escaping the crazy world for a few days at this point. We turned off the news and broke out Cards Against Humanity. Chris declared he doesn't play games, Bodean only wanted the cards that were dirty, and I still giggle at Bossman reading some of those cards.
Also that night, we met our new friend Carlos. See, we had 2 Daryls (well, one was a Darryl...the other brother). Our darling bartendter (who kept the bar open late for us) couldn't deal with that, so she dubbed Darryl (Ryan's friend) Carlos. Within a day he was answering to that name and frankly, I think a lot of us forgot he had a real name.
We retired for the evening with the plan to meet Mark in Wasilla the next day to depart to Tok.
Other #ACTUP2016 folks, please fill in what I've forgotten and post pics.
Anyway, back to the Eagle. As we sat around the bar drinking tasty local beer and eating burgers, pizza and calzones, the s*** hit the fan in Dallas. I think all of us were really looking forward to escaping the crazy world for a few days at this point. We turned off the news and broke out Cards Against Humanity. Chris declared he doesn't play games, Bodean only wanted the cards that were dirty, and I still giggle at Bossman reading some of those cards.
Also that night, we met our new friend Carlos. See, we had 2 Daryls (well, one was a Darryl...the other brother). Our darling bartendter (who kept the bar open late for us) couldn't deal with that, so she dubbed Darryl (Ryan's friend) Carlos. Within a day he was answering to that name and frankly, I think a lot of us forgot he had a real name.
We retired for the evening with the plan to meet Mark in Wasilla the next day to depart to Tok.
Other #ACTUP2016 folks, please fill in what I've forgotten and post pics.