On Saturday afternoon, Matt and I received an impromptu call from Kev asking if we'd want to go on a hike- a friend of Kev's from work has a truck and was willing to take a bunch of people. While the details were vague, apparently the crew was bringing along some paintball guns and gear for the hike. Matt and I thought that sounded pretty cool, but we had no idea what we were in for. Kev's friend Martin and his fiancé Jesse loaded us up in their pick-up truck (there were 7 of us but, hooray, we're in Alaska so we can all jump in the truck bed!) and drove us out to Dude Mountain, a beautiful little peak on the north end of the island. Going out there highlighted what we were missing by not having our own car to see parts of the island, but Matt, Kevin and I seem to be racking up friends with vehicles so hopefully we'll use this to advantage for the rest of the summer.
The ride to the mountain alone was incredible- we had to gain a couple thousand feet in elevation just to reach the trail head. Once we got there we decided to hike up and then away from the trail to find a good spot to shoot at each other without disturbing other hikers. As we embarked, our new friends assured us that they had a pistol with them in case we saw any bears. Oh, goody.
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| We're going up there? |
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| All suited up! |
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| First attempts at shooting the guns were challenging. |
For, Kevin, Matt, Casey, and I the adventure was thrilling because none of us have been paintballing before. Unfortunately for us, our other three friends are paintball fanatics and thus the first round was a little painful. The coolest part was definitely the fact that the top of mountain was covered in snow, meaning that we got to slide on our butts and hide in snow-covered trees as we shot at each other. Nothing feels more badass than shooting a paintball gun while sliding on snow.
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| Hiking and packing heat |
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| Kevin, in the middle of kicking butt and taking names |
One unfortunate aspect of our inexperience in paintballing is that Matt wore shorts- he didn't realize that the paintball guns would be the primary focus of our hike- in other words he didn't plan on getting repeatedly shot in the shins and now has some beautiful welts to show off. We had such a fun time that our bruises and cuts were well worth it, and we're hoping we can go do this again soon because it is a great way to appreciate the outdoors while beating the crap out of each other with paint-filled bullets at the same time.
In other news, we've been working hard and anticipating the arrival of Mama Drake, which will occur on Friday- hooray! There will be a plethora of detail on that coming soon.
Hope all is well with everyone in the lower 48!
Love, Bridget
P.S. I couldn't help but include this last picture.
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| Three amigos peeing in the woods |
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