3 Weeks On The Road Pt. 1

It was the first sprint of our 3 weeks on the road that felt the longest, if it’s even fair to call it a sprint. “Haul” might be a better word for it, but even that doesn’t quite capture the thrilling, anxiety-stirring ambience of our first day’s drive.

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Oliver Ambros
5 am

Skiing means trekking up I-70 at 5:30 AM, desperately hoping you don’t turn the corner to find miles of tail-lights or an avalanche a hundred yards long.

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Oliver Ambros