Last night I worked out at a gym that will remain nameless in Carlsbad. It claimed that it was a family fitness center, but perhaps it should have advertised itself as a fitness center for a family of meth addicts. I guess weight is weight and I got a good work out but you've never seen so much equipment left over from the 70s, it was like walking into a space time capsule. I took a shower and decided it was best to take my money and credit cards into the shower with me. The place was an old dance hall that hadn't been changed much.
I made it to the Guadalupe Mountain National Park the next morning and did my best to be the first one on the trail. I made it to the peak in a couple of hours, maybe a 3300 foot climb in a little over 3 miles. The PATC could learn something from this place, no trail markers, no nasty signage and a wonderful well positioned trail. I met people from Abilene, Idaho, California and Mexico. Here is a picture of the "Hike of the Month" club out of Carlsbad who were hamming it up for the camera, I was their group photographer at the summit.
I want you to take a look at this picture which is the 2007 US National Parks Pass:
Then I want you to take a look at this picture I snapped myself today: