Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


Oso Monanoso and Agent M goofing off in the refuge before putting on crampons and seting out into the Hall of the Mountain King.

Mountainjedi finally living up to his name ... having used the Force to trudge upwards for 3,400 feet on fresh soft snow while it snowed and sleeted, here he is on the edge of the crater of Cotopaxi, second highest mountain in Ecuador. 19,342 or so feet. The figure I gave the other day was off a bit.

Now some of you know I love taking pictures of Nutella in weird places. Well I had planned on taking some up to the top with me, and even bought a jar of it while riding with the guide to the mountain. HOWEVER, after eating some of it for an approach snack, there was a misunderstanding that led to the jar of Nutella being left in the truck below the refuge. SOOO, instead of having a real Nutella shot I decided to just write "NUTELLA" in the snow on the lip of the crater. Hopefully Ferrero will still psonsor me hehehe.

Agent M and guide at the summit. It was so misty that we couldn't see into the crater very much at all, which was sort of a shame since it's more than half a kilometer across and looks really cool in all the postcards. We COULD smell the sulfur funk emanating from the giant ice sphincter though. I swear it was not me! (agent M would probably disagree...)

One of the many incredible sights on the way back down...


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