I walked into the Shell station for my customary post-climb corn dog and overheard this conversation:
Cashier: Hey Misty, come on in. I wanna talk to you.
17-Year-Old Girl Outside: Naw, I can't be within 300 feet. (runs off)
She seemed so young to already have her own restraining order.
I was going to write a long-winded description, but it's really just what Otto says. I think it's about an hour total to the base of Online, or ~40 minutes to the trail up into the woods. Fuddhat/Kill da Wabbit is highly recommended.
Those stiffy dogbone draws'll kill ya. I bet ropes have changed in the last 26 years, though. They should repeat that study, since few people seem to use tied runners anymore, since they're more bulky and heavy.
Re: Sugar
My partner consumed a pack of donuts and a 32-oz. soda and felt sick on the approach to Blueberry Hill Saturday. It makes me a little nauseous just thinking about it.
Maybe you're just pregnant.
Pay closer attention. Each team gets five penalty kicks and then it goes to sudden death PKs. That's not at all like winning a cointoss for first possession.