Katahdin Trip Reports

The Puppet Master's Trip Report (pics here):
So, reflecting on my birthday, I thought to myself that 1) the weekend was SO awesome and 2) I feel really lucky to have such great friends who include me in some great adventures and make the weekends and such worth getting psyched about! You guys rock and are all F-ing animals.

Rainbow - Thanks for the hospitality – not just the warm bed and camp but the licensing of sleds, Baxter permitting, and local guide work! Impressive snowmobile skills – 360’s without trying and jumping sleds into small sheds… WOW!

TMail - A great co-pilot and now experienced driver of Buck the Truck. I think Bob’s going to need to cut another window in our love shack if it’s to survive your gas bombs like Fri night… WOW! I understand that was your defense mechanism - like a skunk - but I was just trying to cuddle to stay warm! No brace on Saturday… Awesome.

Spungie – The only man I know who looks like Gandolf the Wizard, climbs like a goat, farts like a misblown tuba, eats like a garbage disposal, drinks excellent beer, knows all about how to spot a Puerto Rican with an apple crate bike from 100yds away, and always enlightens us with his crazy life stories that seem endless. Awesome.

Buddy Boy Bro - You’re into some weird stuff. Aside from those pics and stuff, crapping a ¼ inch from the trail, peeing into a milk jug at 6am, bringing sausage buns that had nuts on them and desiring the “shovel fighting champion” of Millinocket is all SOOOO wrong. Great to see you have adopted the mountains as an alternative to the running and have taken to the Spungie method of sobriety – just sleep outside after a few beers! Awesome.

G-Money – Shows up at midnight on Friday, throws back 4 Diet Cokes, sleeps a few winks, stokes the fire during the night, hammers out the hike including route finding 101 on Saturday, thief wires a computer, DVD player and TV together to show Bro’s weird tastes in animals, and then is up at 6am the next day whipping up eggs and ready to do it all again. WTF?! We want to know… what is the “ancient Chinese secret?!” Awesome.

MuthaZ – WTF?! Did that Osprey pack come with a rocket in the ass of it? You went up that slide like you were chasing Jesus! The ever-inquisitive man who wants to know if “it’s windy on the ridge”, who’s flash drive that REALLY was, and how Bro got a Haitian out of his balloon knot! Awesome.

Tom aka “Brother Curly” – Great to have someone on board who could tend the pooch, tend the chili, drive the truck with trailer, pick up the shivering Bro post-hike, and put up with our antics. Hope you are in good health next year so you can join the gang for the up and down.

g-$$$'s Trip Report:

Pancake:  Spungie puts the butter in Mrs Buttersworth

Birthday Cake:  Happy Birthday PM....while explaining why I gave him birthday cake for dessert tonight, Ez-E was upset that he couldn't sing Happy B-day to ya.

Beefcake:  Pink Cowboy Hat, ultratight undershirt, six pack abs, gucci smile...say no more

Fruitcake:  Muthaz sleuthing uncovers secret flash drive of the most bizarro collection of BBB's fetish material

Earthquake: Felt in Nova Scotia from impact of BBB turd bomb.  USGS reports epicenter 1.6 miles SSW of Baxter Peak

Earache:  Result of the American Idol wannabe's trying to replicate Barracuda, Creep, and many more classics gone bad and butchered

Headache:  What good samaritan Tom probably got from tending to us and shuttling us and the sleds around.  Next year, you are heading up with us!

Backache:  Post traumatic stress from being on the receiving end of a side-flipped sled x 2. 

Only 363 days until Bob Day 2011 aka K3 aka Wildman's Wilderness Weekend

Mutha's Trip Report (pics here):
Spungie:  Standing on Abol screaming:  "This is f**king AWESOME!"
g-$$$:  Sorry I drove the sled over the cliff ... twice.
Wildman:  The best...camp...ever!
Tom:  Hot chili on return, drive back to camp - man, what luxury!
tMail:  Save the fruit-basket.  We may need it again.
PM:  ANIMAL!
Buddy Boy:  That trail bomb... hand me the steel wool so I scrape my retinas.  That was just not right.

tMail's Trip Report (pics here):