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Show 29 white G (for Pleasant Grove) on the side of mountain-or right, up to the waterfall. The G was a better daytime hike because it was more challenging, and easier to read the messages that people would write on the G's surface. Unlike the Y, which is covered with a strange, marshmallow-looking concrete that is very hard to write on with anything besides spray paint, the G was made of cement and metal and there were messages left in paint, marker and pen all along the base. Sometimes Brad would call the numbers people left just to see what they had to say. A few years back he had tricked me into calling someone named Jaime Peterson who left her name up there. The message above her name said, If you want a blow job, call 785-8801, but I didn't read that until later. Jaime answered. She asked if I went to Pleasant Grove Junior High, but I was districted to Oak Canyon in Lindon. She wondered where I got her number and I told her it was on the base of the mountain. She started laughing and said she'd better go. I looked her up in Brad's junior high yearbook when we got home. She had blonde hair and a reserved smile. I did go to Pleasant Grove High School and I saw her sometimes but never talked to her. She had large earrings and soft-looking skin and I sometimes wondered the story behind that message on the mountain. But at night those messages were hard to read, and anyway the hike to the G was too narrow, dark and steep for the dark. If we went right, we could be drank and tired and still make it back from the waterfall within twenty-five, thirty minutes. The waterfall trail was wide enough that a car could drive on it until the river, but it was sharp with shale and Alan thought it was wisest to leave his van at the base. It was a good walk. The mountain was a distinct blend of violets and |