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I was packing up my room in preparation to go to the MTC when Cloey called me and asked if I wanted to go for a hike. How could I refuse a last chace to get out. So she, Jarom and Isaac came over and we drove up to Alta. Being a holiday, the place was packed, and we had to take a shuttle up to the trailhead from the town. It worked out well though. Once we reached the trailhead via shuttle we went on up the trail to catherine pass. At first Jarom was carrying Isaac in his backpack. About halfway to the pass I took him to ease Jarom's Burden. Nearing the pass, there is a nice meadow. We stopped there to give some rest, eat some food, etc. They ended up changing Isaac's diaper. I got a bunch of good pictures of Isaac on the trail, playing with dirt and flowers and such. I'll link to a gallery page when I get it up and working. Once we reached the pass, Cloey and Jarom thought it was time to get back, as Isaac was getting preety tired. We sat at the pass for a few minutes, and had some other hikers take our pictures. At that point, I took off for the summit and they went back down. I didn't want to miss my last chance to summit a peak (however insignificant) for two years.
The trail went fast and easy, just like I remembered it. The peak was just as crowded as one would expect, yet I still felt at peace up there. Until I ended up on the phone with Jason making plans for sushi...

I took off back down the trail after a time. I was hauling it, like I usually do on downhill terrain. There isn't much to tell durng this part because I basically got tunnel vision until the trailhead. I got there just after Jarom, Cloey and Isaac did. Appearantly, Isaac hadn't made it awake.

Last night I went downtown for my final sushi run before my mission. The 6 of us rode the train down and made our way to the Happy Sumo. There was a bit of a wait, so we trotted over to Starbucks and got us some hot chocolate. After not too long, I got a call from the Sumo and we went down to get our table.

The 6 of us included 3 sushi lovers (myself included), 1 who used to eat sushi but had a bad experience, and 2 n00bs. As much as I enjoy spreading the love of sushi to others, taking n00bs is always a painful experience. I always feel like I'm the host of Fear Factor or something. The only difference is that while I'm coaching them through eating it, I'm shoveling it in. You'd think that would act as a comfort, but it didn't seem to. After all, some people eat ants.

On the way back we ended up bailing off the train and going into a hotel because a few bladders were about to explode. Never a dull moment...