World Series of Beer Pong - Drive to Milwaukee, WI

 

 

 

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As you saw in the the last set of pictures, we left Vegas after dark, which meant that we had a long way to go through the night before morning arrived. Aaron (left) offered to take the first leg of driving, meaning that Balkman (right) was able to pass out for a few hours. The ride back would prove to be quite challenging. It would test our endurance, perseverance and will to return to the place where this journey started.

By the way that the seatbelt is positioned in this picture, I would make an inference that I am the one in the driver's seat at this very moment. Taking a picture of myself with the flash on wasn't the smartest thing to do at the moment, but I wasn't thinking very clear because most of my reasoning brain cells had been destroyed as a result of 4 days of heavy drinking. Oh well. It was definitely worth it.

A lot had changed since we were last in Colorado. While we were out drinking in the deserts of Nevada, a wicked snow storm blew through here and deposited several feet of snow. You can barely even see the rest stop because of the snow drift. It makes me wish that I had brought along a sled because this would have made for one of the gnarliest sledding runs since Wintersplash.

On my good days, I stand at 5 feet 10 inches. My driver's license says that I am 5'11" and I tell people that I top out at 6 feet. You can choose to believe any of those, but I really want you to pay attention to how high the snow is behind me regardless of which one of those heights you believe. When we first drove through here less than a week ago, it was snowing, but nothing had accumulated on the ground, it was just whipping through the air and threatening to kill us. Luckily, Balkman was our angel in disguise and he steered us towards the bright lights of Mesquite, Nevada and into beer pong heaven. I don't know who drove through this stretch of terrain, but I do know that I had a part in it. We each were only taking 4-hour shifts (or less) because everyone was so exhausted that they couldn't handle any more.