IGGY, I assure you, that while we were all most assuredly extremely odoriferous on Saturday night (none of us are known as Spuds), I am reasonably confident that we have all showered several times by now. You will have to seek the source of that scent elsewhere. BTW, there are ladybugs climbing the wall behind my monitor as I type this.

I smell a Pew in the air!!

Strange Loops indeed. Throughout my academic upbringing, I was always at least moderately confident that I was reasonably intelligent. Then, the 1980 Pulitzer Prize winning book in the non-fiction category: “Gödel, Escher, Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid” was published, and my very best friend, who was much more confident that HE was much more than reasonably intelligent, “gifted” me his copy. He deemed it a nice book to read at the beach, as I recall. I, on the other hand, found it to be the ultimate “intellectual smackdown”. He and I don’t talk much any more.

There was discomfort and doubt, but no real horror. I think we tested our fortitude more than put ourselves at risk. By traveling in a group of three plus a proven trail finder, I would like to say we were reasonably responsible. I would not use this venue to promote irresponsible Bimbling. As one of my heroes, Ed Viesters says, “Getting to the top is optional, but getting down is mandatory”. You MUST plan to survive the adventure if you plan to have another one.

As regards YNHPH, if I recall correctly (and my memory is very fuzzy), way back when, their predecessor organization, YPI, was located way up on Science Hill? Every time I would run away, I would get to the bottom of the hill, turn around, look up, and run back PS: It is rumored there is pizza in that town…