Hee hee. Nice articles, thanks.
So the Pink Lady has a name, and her name is Alison.
For those of you who are wondering what the heck we're talking about, Veronica, Kim and I passed by said Pink Lady, who was ascending the south side of Diablo as we were heading down.
Her bright pink panniers were bulging and I almost asked if she was carrying brownies again. (Some time ago a bunch of us accompanied her on the final stretch up to the Diablo summit, and at the top she pulled out a box of home-baked brownies and passed them around. Yum.)
But, if she said she had brownies, I would have been faced with a hard decision - continue the fun descent, or stop and turn around and follow her back up? Such a quandry.
So instead I just waved hello as I passed by.
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