The other day Derek and I decided we’d scale Mount Diablo (hereafter referred to as Mt. Doom) so that we might destroy this so called ‘Ring of Power.’ 6 miles up and 6 miles down. APPARENTLY my body was not prepared for any such nonsense. It took a much larger toll on me than the trip we took last year into the Desolation Wilderness.Â Working on my ass 40 hours a week definitely doesn’t lend itself to physical fitness. But that is why we go on big hikes and what not!
It was goddamned bright up on top of Mt. Doom, that’s for sure. But it was nice to get a 360 view of Northern California. Nothing quite like it.
During the trip down the mountain (after we destroyed the ring obviously), we had some interesting occurrences. Derek and I brushed up against some nasty poison oak, and he promptly suggested we dump all our cold water on the contact points (we were near enough to a camping ground to get fresh water). He claims he read on the poison oak wiki that immediate cold water can prevent the oil from inflaming the skin. It’s been 5 days and there hasn’t been a single bit of rash so I’d say it was a complete success.Â We also took a crazy steep path down the mountain. It was so steep, I shambled down a fair portion of the trail sideways and ended up with a big ole blister on my outer heal.