Crested Carson

20 miles west of Carson Pass, CA. 6:35pm.

Daniel:
“Dawg, we gotta get off this mountain. I want to wake up somewhere where it ain’t colder than a witches titties in a brass bra doing push-ups in the snow.”

This is what I have to put up with on a daily basis. Hahaha!! I’m going to miss it so much…

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