Revision | Spring Break Northern Idaho

Not everyone remembers an experience the same way. Danny seems to have stored the memory of our recent trip to Idaho in a different section of his brain than I did, and he requested that I post his diary entry for all to see (just to clear up any confusion). So here’s what he has to say…

My Trip to Idaho, by Danny Martin

Dear Diary:
A few weeks ago, I’m sitting at my desk and a message pops up. Its Courtney. She’s sitting right behind me, but still chooses to communicate electrocially. Mostly because she doesn’t want anyone to find out she does about 2% work all day. Anyway, she wants to know if I would like to head over to Sandpoint with her, Clark, and Kate. Excited? Yup. What could be better than a spring break adventure at Schweitzer. Unfortunately, I drew the short straw and had to ride with Kate.

Because of Kate’s usual lack of planning, we left evo mid day on Friday. We caravanned with Courtney and Clark, except they managed to leave at the reasonable hour of 9:30am. The weather forecast looked meager, but with the Stomp Games happening that weekend we were all excited. Being from the East Coast, Kate always gets excited to ski a mountain with over 350 vertical feet, but Courtney, Clarke and myself were especially pumped to go back to Schweitzer - a great mountain all of us had spent many seasons skiing in the past.

Leaving Seattle went smoothly. It was lunchtime, so Kate and I grabbed sandwiches and hit the road. Open country and sunshine ahead, rain, heavy traffic, and the crowded city behind… things were looking good. Kate was driving Patricks car, a bro brah dude mobile super iced out with a pimpin’ system. After she demanded we listen to Tone Loc’s “Funky Cold Medina” thirty times in a row, I went to grab a new CD. When I was finished rummaging through the stale French fries, loose change, and crumpled receipts I grabbed a cd and looked up. Lights and sirens… Great, not even to Ellensburg and Kate is breaking the law again. Strike one.

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evoTrip | Northern Idaho

In a wistful attempt to relive our Spring Break days, four of us wrapped things up at work last week (mostly), got up early (kind of) and headed East for the Sellkirks. I was responsible (lame) and went to work Friday morning, so Danny and I didn’t get on the road until mid-day. I think Sandpoint is the furthest east Danny has ever been, so this was a big trip for at least one of us.

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We made it over the first pass (where conditions at Summit looked measely) and things were off to a good start - old school beats pumping, beautiful Ellensberg scenery rolling by, gray skies fading away behind us - until the all too familiar sight of flashing lights appeared in the rear view. I didn’t notice them until they were pretty close behind since we were borrowing Patrick’s iced-out bromobile and the windows are tinted so dark I have a hard time seeing whatever’s on the other side. I pulled it over.

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