OK, so it's not really even a yak.
Spring Break: I went to Napa Valley for the first time with a couple of high school buddies, got free tastings with somebody else's fancy-pants membership card, and hiked around Bothe-Napa Valley state park. Thursday night I rode the train to Portland. I woke up at 7:00 Friday morning with Mt. Shasta and Black Butte right out the window. Ideally I would've woken up a few minutes earlier and seen Castle Crags in the first light of day, but oh well. I had a great weekend at the PCTA's TrailFest. I enjoyed it a lot more than last year's in Sacto because a whole bunch of hikers live in or close to Portland, so I did Portland-y things like dumpster diving and riding with the North Freak bicycle gang (I was impressed with a triple-decker tall-bike with a barbecue grill welded to it.) I had a great time hanging out with Lint, Chigger, Werewolf, Remy, Anish, L-Rod, Squatch, and a talking yak. Who's the awesomest person ever? Ramsey says you are. Iris near the top o...