And ended up climbing these ice-covered stairs going up from Liberty Park.
I almost had to go all National Geographic and break out the ice axe, crampons, climbing ropes, and such. As it was, I managed to hang onto the rock wall with one hand while carrying my bike on the opposite shoulder. I found a better way back.
Give me Liberty or give me meth!
(New Spokane slogan.)
Oh, those stairs...bad choice hank. Did you find the bike path at the other end of the park?
This was a new experience on my part because I've never been this way before. Glen told me about taking Altamount down the hill from his place.
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