Had a real long talk with a friend the other day. It was a good one, nice dive-ish bar in the south end that's been around since 1946. Those are the best third places to have conversations about how your lives are going.
Went on a real long hike this past weekend with some other friends. At one point we came across this incredible water flow going down a boulder field not too far off of the trail. The largest I have ever seen. I ended up running ahead of the group and scaling down the rocks as close I could get without being in a dangerous situation. Feeling the mist off of the rocks, six miles off the trailhead, felt like a baptism. Or at least as close to a baptism as I'm likely to get.
Met a girl out hiking who was with the group of us. The one out of all of us who jumped in the alpine lake for a swim, slept outside, things like that are naturally attractive to me at this point. Wouldn't mind seeing her again but have no idea what to do about it.