Spencer Mckenzies in Ventura. 4 fish tacos. Two tempura, two grilled. And a Pacifico was my go to celebratory for a while till I realized I was dumping rack money into food. So I’d start hitting the gear shop on the way back from craggin, grab the cam I wished I had, then I’d have a couple more beers. Go to work. Eat whatever food I could find on the boat
A meat lovers pizza on the Deck after Snake Dike. For some reason we thought it closed at 8, so we ran from Vernal Falls to Happy Isles, throwing elbows at tourists in our way (one wanted to fight me). We got on the shuttle at 7:45, only to realize it had to make the whole loop back to Curry and we probably would not make it in time. Boring pasta with warm beer back at camp it was. The shuttle driver, listening to our concern, turns around and says, "you guys know it closes at 10, right?" We ate the entire thing, along with drinking more than a few Cobras we smuggled on to the deck. 2 hours later we stumbled back to camp full of pizza and very satisfied, and pretty drunk.