Last time, STEVE visited a city park and met some MISSIONARIES.
This time, STEVE climbs up the worst kind of moderate, minor mountain. A taunting, teapot mountain.
Our story begins thusly:
INT - STEVE is doing work at the dining table inside of an Airbnb. STEVE glances at the weather forecast.
Today it's partly cloudy with some sprinkles. Tomorrow it's going to actually be much rainier around these parts. Which day are you going to go for a hike?
(to work chat)
Gonna go for a hike, be back on later.
Oh, look at that. Someone believes me! Someone.
The teapot mountain trail is a short loop. On paper, it's deceptively easy, a 1.5 mile loop up a small mountain.
In reality, the walk up is full of rocks, enough to rival or better the home of Pennsylvania. Couple that with a steep grade, and plenty of erosion, and the beginning of the trail is truly a little punishing.
|Name||Teapot Mountain Trail|
|Location||Teapot Mountain Recreation Site|
|Check out the trails index for information on more trails!|
CUT TO - STEVE advancing up a steep slope.
I'm glad this is a short trail, because this is pretty annoying.
STEVE utilizes trekking poles.
A GROUP OF PEOPLE come by, on their way down from the mountain. One of them is not wearing proper footwear.
Hey. Keep going! It's so worth the view.
PERSON WITHOUT PROPER FOOTWEAR slips and skids down part of the hill.
PERSON WITHOUT PROPER FOOTWEAR
Keep goin! It's so worth it.
Only thing that would be better would be if it were sunnier!
Got it! Will do.
STEVE continues uphill. It feels like an eternity has passed.
This feels insulting.
STEVE continues further uphill. It feels like another eternity has passed.
Hang on. I've been doing all of this work, and I've only moved 500 meters?
As STEVE continues to ascend, it becomes clear that teapot mountain is special. A beautiful view is hiding between the trees, becoming more and more visible with each step upwards.
The trail splits in two. STEVE steps to the right, to save the most expansive vistas for last.
STEVE no longer feels tired, no longer feels pain, and only feels bliss and ecstacy.
STEVE spent forever on this trail, not because of the punishing climb, but because they were savoring the vistas, and the solitude.
CUT TO - VEHICLE INT
STEVE is driving. Rumbling stomach noises dominate the soundtrack.
STEVE looks in the horizon and sees a bar and restaurant.
CUT TO - INT
STEVE walks into a bar, looking like a city slicker walking into a rural bar in one of them movies. But like, also tired and hungry and probably with a bit of post-hike grime.
The bar is packed with PARTYGOERS who are having numerous conversations, elated to see one another.
A DOORMAN greets STEVE.
Hi, welcome. Our tables are closed for a private event.
Oh, okay. I guess I'll go elsewhere.
The seating at the bar is open.
I can find somewhere else to go.
It's up to you. It's really not a problem.
STEVE listens to their heart. Then, their stomach, and walks up to the bar.
Two minutes later, the bar erupts with various cries. When the PARTYGOERS are happy, this PATRON is unhappy.
There is a hockey match on TV. It appears the PATRON and the PARTYGOERS support opposite teams.
A BARTENDER walks over.
What will you have?
What kinds of beer have you got?
In this moment, STEVE realizes that this bar does not have craft beer, and STEVE cannot remember the last time an IPA or the like hasn't been on the menu.
Talk about a city slicker!
I'll have a Rickard's Red.
Can I get a food menu?
STEVE orders a Reuben, which comes with fries.
As the food is being prepared, the BARTENDER and a SECOND BARTENDER occasionally pass by.
Do you want some gravy to go with your fries?
That would be lovely, thanks.
Do you want vinegar, like for your fries?
Yeah, that sounds really good.
Would you like some ketchup with your fries?
Just as STEVE is starting to feel that he must seem really cute or something, the BARTENDERS disappear.
Several minutes later, a SANDWICH and FRENCH FRIES appear, accompanied by GRAVY, VINEGAR, and KETCHUP.
Why do I have so many condiments?
Thus filled up, STEVE returns fully to the city of Prince George, stopping for gas. The cost is roughly $6/gallon.
In the distance, the sun is setting a brilliant red. STEVE doesn't realize how brilliant the scene is until it is too late for a good photograph. The uphill drive has begun.
After STEVE parks by the Airbnb, the sunset is obscured by trees. Maybe, though, STEVE and the camera can get a good glimpse?
STEVE rushes to the end of the street, the top of the bluff, with a heart full of hope.
Looking down, there are piles of scrapped cars and industrial buildings in the distance. And a glimmer of sunset.
A different stunning view after a day chock full of them.
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