I went over the Crows and Nundagao with my Friend Tom, some time after our Junior year in college. My most salient memory is that Tom prepared a hot sausage sandwich on the hood of my car, and the juice later ate through the paint. The trip over the three peaks was fairly short.
"After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world."
--Oscar Wilde on Absinthe