On the way up, in the car, we volunteers looked out the window to be greeted by sweeping views of the valley, so incredibly high above that it was like being in airplane taking off at SFO, and that prompted P to quip, "Duck for airplanes." Need I say more?
Borrowing from Johnny Cash's Ring of Fire, a tribute:
Climbing Is a Burning Thing
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
Bound by a crazy desire
LKHCers fell into the BNKQOOB Of Fire
LKHCers fell into a Burning Switchback Of Fire
They went up, up, up as the road went higher
And Bohlman Burns, Burns, Burns
Their lungs on fire
Their legs on fire
The Taste of Bohlman is Sweet
At 2110 feet, it’s very steep
The previous climbs now seem mild
At 2110 feet, it’s very steep
The previous climbs now seem mild
As BNKQOOB becomes more and more wild
Oh, but The LKHCers went wild
They went up, up, up and higher
Despite their lungs on fire,
Their legs on fire
Oh, but The LKHCers went wild
They went up, up, up and higher
Despite their lungs on fire,
Their legs on fire
And Bohlman burns burns burns
Along with Norton, Kittridge, Quickert and on Orbit
One continuous climb of fire
That the LKHCers conquered
Along with Norton, Kittridge, Quickert and on Orbit
One continuous climb of fire
That the LKHCers conquered
Through sheer determinism and desire
Amazing how fast they all came across the finish line! Wow is about all that I am able to say.
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"Johnny Cash's 'Ring of Fire,'" hmmph! The awesome June Carter Cash wrote "Ring of Fire" in conjunction with her uncle. Johnny Cash, inspiring as he was, merely recorded it.
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