At 5:30 am I was not quite awake enough to follow that. "Climb what?" I asked, a bit groggily.
"That rock surround on those pillars over there in front of the Radio Shack," he answered, gesturing.
Ohhhhkay. "Hm," I replied, "maybe you should start with the ones over here - not as far to fall." I pointed to the Jack in the Box pillars, whose rock surrounds only went up about 4 feet or so.
Charlie shook his head doubtfully. "Well, sure, i could do that too," he agreed, "but it wouldn't be as cool. Wanna know how I'd do it?" he went on.
Thinking, okay, there must be a punchline like in the old question "what's the most powerful army in the world (the Swiss because the Swiss guards have occupied the Vatican since the Middle Ages)", I said, "How?"
Gazing raptly at the pillars, he exlained, "See, I just go up to it in 4-wheel low, lock the lockers, and once the tires catch, it'll just pull it right up!"
My jaw dropped a bit as I looked at the absolutely vertical pillars. "Ummm..." I said, momentarily at a loss for words, "you mean in the JEEP. I thought you meant you, yourself, could climb those."
He turned to me, leaned in close, and said intensely, "The Jeep and I ... are ONE!"
I just looked at him for a second, completely at a loss for words.
All I could think of to say was, "I smell blog entry."
Charlie grinned, and started up the Jeep. The rest of the group had apparently gotten their food, and we were on our way to the ghost town of Bodie.
[to be continued here]