Climbing at Charleston

After a few bottles of wine and some shots at the campsite, Drew, Christa, Jennifer and I all agreed that we needed to do some sort of hiking before the sun went down. If you don’t hike, why the hell did you bother camping in the first place? You could have just sat in your backyard and accomplished the same thing. So hike we did. There was a nearby hill that promised to offer a pretty good view if we could get to the top so we set out to reach the top of it and we weren’t going to fuck about. So we went direct… straight up the side of hill.

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