Tim vs. The Volcano

So, this probably shocks no one, but I'm just gonna say it: Tim's a bit of a wild card. I've seen this man jump into a freezing cold lake in the middle of a Montana winter wearing nothing but some skivvies, a bow tie and a smile. I've also witnessed him prance into a crowded room wearing a unicorn headdress and a hoola skirt just because he could....soooo I was semi prepared when he walked into the house one day proclaiming that he was planning on doing a summit of Mt. St. Helens.

Now, I know that compared to what I've just described, hiking a mountain seems relatively sane, but let me put this into perspective: These days, Tim's idea of physical activity involves watching sports on tv and perhaps driving to the grocery store (no, that is not a typo). In contrast, when I say "summit" I do mean this:

 You see the dilemma.

 On Monday, Tim set out on his quest. The whole climbing up and down adventure took 11 solid hours, but he did it! I was worried that the volcano might eat him, and it might have, a little....He came home glowing (possibly from sunburn) and I've certainly seen little old ladies with walkers move faster than he has since his adventure; but he's happy....and what else is there really? (Well, he's alive...I guess there's that too).
Now, as a matter of full disclosure, Hubby Tim has pointedly asked me not to make him sound dumb in this post (ah, ye have so little faith), so, here is Homer Simpson's (not my) interpretation of Tim realizing what he had gotten himself into:
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AND here are some photos of how impressive our Wild Card can actually be:

 

Well done, Tim. Well done.