After classes let out last Monday, Greg gathered Tyson and me and shipped us off on an hour long drive to an area around Julian to hike through his memory.

I guess he used to visit this waterfall as a kid and spontaneously decided to return.

Turns out the campground area is closed for the season, so we had to park about a mile away and walk on the side of a narrow mountain road.  Every time a semi drove by, we played real life Frogger — hop across the street, but do so while avoiding the traffic that’s threatening your life.  When we finally got nearer to the entrance, we spotted a crowd of Marines.  A lot of them.  We crossed an area that resembled a battlefield, enduring stares from some menacing looking Marines.

Aside from the intensive physical activity (which really was just a long walk, but c’mon, the most exercise I do is lifting my fingers to type), the fighting daylight thing, and the almost getting run over by every car that passed thing, this day trip was, without a doubt, the highlight of my week.