non-lucid

Ok so I was a knight or vampire hunter of some sort, I was sneaking around this castle looking for a way in. I was supposed to crash some big dinner party that Dracula was hosting and if I didn't something bad would happen, I can't remember what. So I found a way in through a kitchen window and snuck in, after I sneaked around the castle, killing different things and helping people stuck in the castle. At one point I was almost caught and managed to evade my pursuers by getting out of the castle. I had to get back in so I got went in through the kitchen again, I tried to pry the window off slowly but it fell and shattered, I ignored it jumped in. I tried to be nonchalant about it and walk out of the kitchen.
Someone came up to me to talk but I panicked and smashed their face into a table and ran out of there, when I stepped out of the kitchen I was inside Target for some reason, the store Target. I was looking around, confused, when I saw some friends. I approached them and we shook hands, they then asked me if I wanted to join them in some shop-lifting. I was about to say yes when some big creatures burst out from the kitchen behind me, I ran through the store, going through aisle to aisle. Finally I reached a section where there were desks with computer, I ran in and hid behind a desk and caught my breath.

And then I woke up.

We were in a dark warehouse type space, except it was ground level and it seemed to be outside. It was night-time and he [Justen Strang] was kneeling down speaking to me. I don't remember the conversation until I began pointing out and asking why he had started just flirting with so many other girls besides me, and why he was being such a dick. At the time he began laugh hysterically, almost cynically; then looked at me and said "because you wouldn't suck my dick you stupid whore" and continued with the laughter. After this i don't remember much until i was driving around in a car with family and we were suppose to be meeting up with him and straighten stuff out i suppose, except nobody was mad. After driving around for some time, and waiting at different places for some time, we were stopped at a building but i can't quite remember what it was, and he found us. Though i don't remember much after him explaining he was trying to find us the whole night and he was sorry it became such a mix up with everybody driving around, i guess the dream faded out and then later on i awoke.

12/20/10 - Corny Carnival & Gift Contemplation
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I vaguely remember being at a carnival with my friends Mary and Angela, along with some girl who I think was Angela's friend. The fairgrounds were more like a big lot with a fence around most of it, and makeshift rides and games set up in a kind of half-circle formation. We went from ride to ride, and hoped to get through all of the rides, but after only about five of them it was time to leave.

There's a small fragment of another dream. I was with my 9-year-old cousin and we were looking through a book of my old drawings. They were all anime girls and I noticed that a lot of them were posed with their fists in the air.

Finally, I remember being at Barnes & Noble, looking for gifts for Hannah and Mary. I figured I'd look for something I knew they hadn't read before. Eventually I found a 3-in-1 book for each of them; InuYasha for Mary, and Sailor Moon for Hannah. I figured they'd like them since I knew they each loved the anime versions of their books.

I was actually planning to go to B&N today for their presents. I don't know if there is a manga of Sailor Moon, but it's a pretty good idea for Hannah's present. Maybe I could get season 1 of the anime. Mary's already read some InuYasha, though, so I need to think of something else for her.

12/20/2010 - Interrogation

I dreamed that I was in a location in India (reminded me of the locale from Assassin's Creed, the original, after I woke up). I was in robes and entered a courtyard by myself. There was a woman here who I was supposed to capture and interrogate. As no one was around, I chased her through the pavilion and caught her. I dragged her back to the courtyard and began interrogating her. There was an individual helping me who I couldn't see his face, but I remember him using an odd mallet and water to get information from her.

She told us where we could find the target that we were looking to assassinate. Midway through the conversation, the locale faded out and I woke up.

12/20/2010 - False Awakening

I woke up in my room to a false awakening. I got up and walked around my house. I met with one of my Brothers in the house, who went on to talk about the previous night and how impressed he was at my tolerance from the night. I was a bit confused and surprised by what he was saying. I woke again in my bed.

12/19/2010 - A Short Dream

I was dreaming that I was in my chapter house room. I remember sitting in my computer chair, but I wasn't using my computer. I was thinking about thinking and learning more about lucid dreaming. I walked over to my nightstand and picked up my dream journal and jotted in it. I don't remember what I wrote in the journal, nor did I remember to do a lucidity check. I then woke up to my alarm going off.

I was with my mum on a train. I had lots of stuff to carry, so when our stop came, my mum got off, but I had to pick up all my stuff. I missed the stop because I took too long, but it didn't matter because apparently this has happened before, so I would just get off at the next stop.
I got off, but then I got lost at the train station.

I had a false awakening. I was talking to my sister and said that the last thing I remember was being at a train station, so how did I end up in my bedroom? I was wondering about this for the whole FA.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

22:40 GMT

Family dinner
At my paternal grandma’s home. I was asleep but my mom arrives and I wake up with her voice. She is arguing with the rest of the family. I look through the window and I vaguely see them sitting outside around a long table. I know she's very tired, as we spoke on the mobile before and she is with very little patience. She is complaining because she had left some sweater hanging to dry and they took it away to put the table in the patio. I go across the kitchen, to get to outside, but the light is off and when I turn it on it takes a few seconds to get bright (but it turns on!!)
My mom is just coming inside and we hug and I listen to her complaints. Then we go outside. It’s dawn. She points out to what they did: they used the sheets that were also hanging to dry, to make some kind of tent under which they prepared the table. They all think she is making a big deal out of it, but I understand her rage: they’ll do whatever they want, regardless of how that affects her hard work.
She now reminds them how we have to be leaving the next day before 12h and how they put that at risk. I don't know exactly why, but it occurs to me that for me leaving at 12h would be too late for me and I get worried.
I then look at my dad and an uncle who are observing and discussing how some liquid they poured on the garden last time killed the grass there. It's completely burned down.

2:45 GMT

At home
At my mom’s on the balcony. I see aquaria with little turtles. I have that recurring feeling they must be starving, because I don’t feed them for weeks, maybe months. Then for a few seconds I have this other feeling I must stop this obsession (don’t get lucid, though, but have a slight impression this is just happening in my mind). I know I have no turtles anymore. Still, I decide to go to the kitchen looking for some food to give to them.
On the kitchen I meet Riverstone and Nighthawk plus some girl friend of mine. Riverstone is standing, doing something. I sit at the head of the table. The girl is on my left and Nighthawk is on my right. They are discussing software. Then Nighthawk starts talking to me and we get very close, with legs touching under the table. He then has to leave and he puts his hand on my shoulder when he gets up. When he is gone I go to my mom’s room and there’s an anime playing on the dvd, that I forgot there since last time I visited. There are some very strong oral sex scenes with the female main character. I feel embarrassed that my mom might see it, so I try to shut it off in a hurry when I sense her on the corridor. Then I notice the bedside table has a lot of my college dossiers like if I had been studying them recently.

5:30 GMT

Egyptian mystery stone
On a museum of Egyptian art. An important piece of stone with carvings is being studied, repaired and then prepared for exhibition to public. I am the leader of the team who discovered it and is working on it. An heavy wooden structure is being used to erect the stone, but it falls heavily on the floor, almost crushing me under it.
Later there’s a press conference and three people are supposed to speak, me included, but when the museum director tells me she is counting on me I freak out. I can’t recall anything to say. I don’t have a clue about Egyptian art and culture. I know I'm not an expert on this. But how to explain it? I almost get lucid, but not quite.
I tell her I’m amnesic, but she doesn’t buy it. She sends me to the library with some books and says “Read some shit about Egypt and I’m sure you’ll recover your memory and come up with something to say.” So I sit and I actually get a plan. I grabbed some cd-rom for children about ancient Egypt and I plan to say just some basics, inspired on it and give it a twist, like I’m just keeping the mystery by not going into details about the stone.
But I’m not sure this will work out, so deep down I wish I’m saved by the bell somehow. And I do. Some guys in a tank break in through the wall of the conference room, with heavy weaponry, asking for the stone. They cause mayhem and I'm thankful for that. I escape to the outside through the hole on the wall they made.

Rendez-vous with Nighthawk
I am walking on some huge temple – basically a very high ceiling over an empty hallway, supported by really tall columns. There’s a small earthquake, just big enough to cause some stones to fall. I’m running away, avoiding being hit by them. I reach outside and I am in some road intersection of what looks like downtown Lisbon. I recognise this place from a previous dream and that has the power to make me lucid. I then feel so much peace. The sun is shining and golden rays bathe my skin. The stone pavement, the buildings, the people walking, the traffic lights, everything is incredibly detailed and I am absorbing each and every detail as nectar. It’s almost an erotic experience. Then I touch something and lucidity gets even more stable. Still I feel it’s not as stable as to allow me to meditate, so what’s next thing on my mind? Maybe due to my mood, I think about Nighthawk. I jump through a sewer hole on the ground to use it as a portal to his dreams (not a clever idea) and the darkness through which I fall doesn’t seem to end.
I think maybe I’m waking up for good, but then in the dark I hear Nighthawk’s voice “Is it you [name]?”, “Yes, where are you?”. Slowly the light shines again and I’m back at the same street I was before. But now it is raining and I turn around and I see Nighthawk running across the street to meet me. We kiss passionately, soaking wet and soon we’re leaning against a car on some back alley and we make love right there. The dream flickers and he is now moving away. I see him crossing the same road again, but now going away from me. I’m not yet ready to let him go, so I go after him. I lose him in the crowd, but I turn around a corner and I see him again. I run to grab him and I kiss him again in very slow motion until I wake up.

7:20 GMT

Grandpa and aunt enmity
At an apartment where supposedly my grandfather lives alone. But not entirely alone, because an aunt that we dislike, claimed ownership of part of his house and the court decided she had the right to a room, so she lives there, but cursing my grandfather all the time. I am there one day when she is gathered around a table in her room, with some friends. They are preparing some snacks and completely vilifying my grandpa. I only join them to try to share a different angle to the story. I help prepare the snacks, but when the butter is gone, I cover the bread with plastic film as if it iss some sort of spread.

Sangha
I’m at some place with a large group of people sitting, I think Buddhists receiving teachings and it’s interval and some people are gossiping. We see passing before us a girl that is supposedly a nun, but instead of her bald head and usual nun robes, she is now in a fantastic red strap dress with tulle skirt and a black long ponytail. They are making vile comments about her, but I remind them than judging others is much worse than her breaking of her vows.
I then go outside for fresh air and I find two conches on the ground. I pick them up remembering how I had one as big as these, with which I could hear the ocean. I try the same with these. The first has the same ocean sound I was used to hear, but the second one is a bit more bizarre. At first also looks like the ocean, but then I realise it’s monks voices singing sacred Buddhist mantras. I take it off my ear to check if the sound doesn’t come from inside the building (some cd playing, for instance), but I confirm it really comes from the conch. That’s special, I’ll take it!

Kids parade
Then to my left some kids from my old school parade in costumes. It reminds me of our Carnival parades. But they look so much more awesome. Their costumes are in black vinyl and steampunk inspired while we had crappy capes made from black plastic bags to pretend we're bats.

8:30 GMT

12/19/2010
Fragment:
I was on another relic hunt. This time, I was partnered up with some, really douchey 'hero.' He was a celebrity, or something, and was just so full of himself that I had to constantly restrain myself from choking the shit out of him. We were searching for precious stones and ancient jewelry, scouring through dark caves and tombs and whatnot. After all of our journeying, when we were finally able to find the treasure that we were looking for, he started acting like he was too good to even help carry any of it; saying something about how they were "just stones" and they were beneath him. I seriously just wanted to slap him.




12/20/2010
Fragment One (Lucid):
(Damnit. I completely lost a lucid dream, last night. And from what I can remember, it was a pretty good one.)
I remember walking around at night, having just realized I was dreaming. I believe I was in an apartment complex, walking down the sidewalk, with patches of grass all around. There was a little light around - kind of blue-ish, but too bright to be moonlight - and my shadow was being cast, on the large white wall of buildings, to my left. Fortunately, I do remember looking at my hands, to stabilze the dream, which I've been trying to get back into the habit of doing. I tried to think of something to do, but I couldn't remember what the tasks of the month were, and I eventually recalled WakingNomad's RPG, and my Djinn character (which is another good thing, because we had just recently talked about it, and I was able to immediately think about it, upon becoming lucid - which is sometimes rare for me). While continuing to walk, I just inhaled, clenched my fists, and felt a surge of energy swell within me. Looking at the large shadow of myself, upon the wall, I could see that I now had the wild hair of my character, and even though I don't remember looking down, but I could tell that I was no longer wearing my shirt. Having this new sense of power, being back into the body of my Djinn, I lept into the air and went flying, searching for something to do.

There is a lot, around here, that I don't remember. The dream was very long, and had something to do with mutant vampire things... I can hardly even remember what they looked like - only that they were ugly. At least one of them were being held in some kind of wooden structure, down at the base of what I believe was a flight of stairs. I know that I interacted or had a conversation with one or more of them, but don't really remember a damn thing, other than that I was lucid. I do, specifically, remember reminding myself to go back over the events of the dream, so that they would be easier to recall, when I woke up.

(I vaguely remember waking up, in the middle of the night, and being too tired to get out of bed, to write my notes down. It's just an obscure blur of a notion, but I'm pretty sure it happened.)


Fragment Two:
Something about my mom having brought home food, after I'd just eaten something that I didn't really enjoy. She said something about if I wasn't going to eat it now, I couldn't have any of it later. So, not really all that hungry anymore, I still ate whatever of it I could.

in this dream i found myself in sanfransisco, and nazis were taking over, so i ran around shooting and stabbing nazis i also got dragged underwater cuz one caugt me, but i pulled myself up to the boat and stabbed him throwing him into the water, i also got a headshot on Hitler

12/19:

Dreamt I was in someones house that was unfamiliar to me, and I was waiting for my friend Tess too come home who I havent seen in a while. I was hiding however, like I shouldnt have been there. I remember being in the basement hiding, looking upstairs waiting for someone to come in and see if they would see me. I guess this situation got too risky because I was suddenly in the garage hiding, in what felt like a pile of trash or somthing, looking out at Tess as she was in the garage but had no knowledge of my being there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I had two cool dreams last night, they were both vivid and clear. I dreamt about another DV member, this time it was slash112 and once again, I was playing garrys mod.
Alcohol suppresses REM sleep, and I'm pretty sure that it works kinda like a REM rebound. I've had several very vivid and long dreams at the end of my sleep if I've slept more than 9 hours after a night of drinking. Also the day after I always have vivid and long dreams. Does anyone know anything about this? Atleast it works for me

23.00: Bedtime

05.10: Garry's Mod
I'm running away from slash112 in a corridor. I close a metallic door in his face. It looks very high-tech, and has a black seam in the middle which is in a cool shape. A bright, blue, scorching light appears in a corner, and I realise he's trying to cut through. I let him as it's all a game. Garry's Mod. It takes forever! "Damn these doors are strong" I think for myself as I bring out my own blowtorch and help him out a bit. Soon the door bursts open and I run further into my little fort. I spot another door leading into a storeroom, but I continue on. At the end of the hall I turn around and start shooting at him with my RPG.

I control the missiles as they fly towards him, and I blow him away in a few shots. He doesn't stand a chance. Suddenly he's revived and this time, I'm chasing him. I get tangled up in a vine of some kind hanging from the roof, and I die instantly. I realise he's used a barnacle from Half Life. "Hey, where did you get those?" I ask. I get this brilliant idea all of a sudden. "If I build a path directly under the current path, the enemy won't know if I'm below, or above ground as they see me on their radar!"



05.10: Boom! Meth makers
I'm standing on a bridge. It's dark outside and my brother Martin tells me to check a video on his cellphone. "Wait until the end, that's when everything starts happening" he tells me. I take the phone and start watching. I guess the dream became the scenario in the phone, but I was still on the bridge. A large, very drunk guy is standing next to me, wavering. I spot two people talking, looking our way. I stand there for a very long time, and nothing really happens. He tries to take a piss. I remember what my brother told me about the end, and suddenly the drunk guy takes out a firecracker.

He lights it and it crackles weakly. He gets off the bridge and tries to next to it. I start walking as I know something more will happen. I can see sparks coming from his jacket pocket, and he realises that he's accidentaly lit another one. It goes off, which starts a chain reaction. A few decent boom's goes off and I can see green and red stars flying all over. I start running, and end up at a farm. I can see atleast ten cars hidden in snow and straw, and I know it's been snowing alot since last night when they parked there. I expect the drunk guy to shoot his biggest fireworks across the bridge. The sun rises. I hear a loud boom, but I can't see any projectile.

My coworker Björn shows up. BOOM! I get startled as I feel the shockwave of a second blast in my chest. A second later, a small ball of hay (apparently the "cannon ball") rushes past us, and smacks into a black car. "Oh shit! That's gonna leave a dent" I say and inspect the car. It's dented. I realise Björn has been on a party on the farm, and I can tell he's very tired the way he's squinting. "You tired? Why are you squinting so?" I ask. His hair has a red tone to it. He tells me he's alright.

The dream skips. I'm standing at a table and arguing with my mom and dad. Me and Björn have been working as meth makers. I'm trying to convince them that the money we have raised is needed. "I've made 1.5 million in meth so far" I say. "How are you going to sell it then?" my mom asks me. "Well, Björn knows a guy who will buy it all" I tell her defiantly. "And how do you know he's reliable?" she asks. I start wondering the same thing. My dad just laughs at the whole situation and I scream myself hoarse at them in frustration. I can see "Ronja Rövardotter" on TV. It's an old Swedish children's program. The part where they sing is on, and I can see a white-haired old man singing.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements before bed: 200 ml applejuice, 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Very cool night for just 6 hours of sleep. I've worked alot on intent and constant awareness today. I'm doing fine, but I realise this will take many months before I can master. But I have faith! Tonight I will do a real REM rebound, and sleep it in tomorrow. Don't expect any DJ entry from me tomorrow though.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Morning of December 20, 2010. Monday.



I am with my lovely wife Zsuzsanna. There is anticipation of intimacy but we are first to travel elsewhere by flight. We are in a blue biplane, though it is in a hangar and I illogically do not fully consider the need to leave the hangar before flying our airplane. (This lack of reasoning of which relates to liminal space ambiguity in REM has occurred in many other dreams.)

Zsuzsanna is wearing a beautiful cyan gown. Looking closely, I see denser bird silhouettes in the otherwise lacy sparse material in a flying form in what seems to be fairly small embroidered patterns. She is on my right (an atypical orientation, as she always sleeps on my left, though that may be because she is awake at the time).

The dials in the biplane seem to be more like clocks than altimeters or other cockpit-relevant displays. It looks like one says “12:20” (in an analogue clock display, not digital), which is today’s date (and also my birthday).

To my immediate left, some sort of vertical pipe that connects the wings seems to have a leak where some water is flowing out. I try to stop the leak with a piece of what seems to be part of a pillowcase or bed sheet.

I notice one of Zsuzsanna’s shoes off to the right on the floor.

The pipe that connects the wings of the biplane on my left side seems somewhat detached and I wobble it around a bit, somewhat puzzled. I am not sure if the airplane is ready to take off and fly even though I start to hear a humming sound, though I soon wake.

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Morning of December 20, 2010. Monday.



Feeling relaxed, as I step through green grass of about knee length (apparently being barefoot and wearing shorts as I can feel the velvety grass against my legs and feet), into an area closer to the shore of a pristine lake, I feel very peaceful. There is no one else present. It seems to be late morning or afternoon.

Eventually, evening seems to be approaching. I am not surprised (at least at first) when I turn my head to my right and see the tower Big Ben. I even consider that it may be a feature of the building I live in (though without a thread of memory of what country I live in). However, I do start to become puzzled by the nature of time and how it seemed to be afternoon only a short time ago. Still, I do not have any negative thoughts or worries. I continue to sit by the shore of the lake, feeling content.

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My dream self does not seem aware of it being my 50th birthday. The clock tower as an emergent consciousness symbol is rendered via circadian rhythms factors (and the later stages of the sleep cycle) but additionally in this case, may also represent mortality. It is also qualified as being this dream’s waking space prompt and is additionally associated with the puzzle of being between dreaming and waking. This is because my older sister Marilyn often bought Milton Bradley Big Ben jigsaw puzzles. The lake symbolizes being in a specific stage of the sleep cycle, while the clock mainly represents the waking precursor.

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Wow... Here's last nights dream...
I was at church. My friends in band were there. We were where were the choir normally stands. We had our instruments (I had my flute) and we were standing in front of the microphones. Everyone was staring at us. We started to play some random song. We started getting notes wrong, and I suddenly realized that we had to do this by memory. Everyone was missing almost all the notes. We all started freaking out. But when we were done, everyone in the sanctuary of the church clapped and cheered. Then my Pastor, apparently the music director in the dream, bowed and said something about our band and how great we were. Then we got off stage and I said to my friend Ashley "What the heck just happened up there? We missed EVERYTHING! Why did they clap?" Then she said "Well, maybe it sounded nice to them." so I shrugged and walked away. Then Ashley's brother came up to me and said "Hey, awesome concert you guys! You all did really awesome." Then he hugged me, "That's for a great performance." Then he walked away. I was confused, sure we were friends, but why in the heck did he hug me!? I don't like him like that, and I'm pretty sure it's the same for him. So I walked away and found my older brother. He clapped an hugged me too. So did my mom, dad, sister, younger brother, and a whole bunch of other people. It was so weird. Then I woke up.

Hours of sleep: 8
Recall:2/5
Vividness: 4/5

OMG. What A disaster. And it makes no sense either.


1. I'm with a few friends in a street. There is a stuntman-show. Everyone tells me, that this show would be epic. So I watched with them the show. There was a car and apparently, it had to drive into a house and it's going to explode. That sounds really good, so I waited the show to start. But it didn't worked at al: the car had to drive 4 times against the wall of the house, everyone could clearly see that the car was remote-controlled (nobody is sitting in there) and as it finally crashed, nothing happened.
We were really disappointed so we decided to go somewhere else. Suddenly I saw that a friend of mine was phoning with my cell phone. I had no clue, how he managed to get it. He gave me the phone and says, that it is my mum.
- Your friend told me, that you saw something interesting
It was really noisy around me, but I could clearly understand her. I said:
- Well, we were at this place and we saw...
- I said: tell me what the hell happened!
Apparently she didn't hear me. I started to shout
- I said we were at this place and..
- What place? Why are you shouting at me? I'm not deaf! Where are you?
I had the feeling that this conversation went no where, so I decided to hang up and turn the cell phone off
I got abit angry and than I saw, that 2 teenagers were doing pun of me. I didn't realized, that I was standing no in a train with my friends.
The teenagers were still making fun of me. I get angry and throw a shoe at them. The shoe flew in the face of the older one. So they finally stopped.

2. I'm in my old school. My grand-uncle is there. To me it's normal that he is there, although he lives somewhere in Michigan. And we are in the same course We wanted to walk in the classroom, but someone ran into it. My unce asks me, why he's in a hurry. I make a joke and say:
- He's afraid that someone takes his seat in front of the board.
He starts laughing and we enter.
I sit down somewhere in the back of the class, my uncle somewhere in the middle. Suddenly, a girl comes n and she looks like someone, I saw in my curse at university in my real life. She sits next to me.
- Why is she here?, I asked my self. She lives somewhere in the north of Lux. but not here in the south.

Funny. I realize that it's not normal that she is there, but the fact that my grand-uncle is there,doesn't surprise me at all. BUT I do't get lucid.

3. My surroundings change again and I'm standing in front of my old school. I wanted to leave this place so I took a roller. I don't have a roller I start driving in the city-centre. It's a summer day, the sun is shining and the sun is slowly going downIn reality, it's -5 C° and there is 30 cm of snow. I'm looking for a shopAnd yeah it doesn't exist either, but keeps appearing in my dreams. For some reason, I'm not able to find it: although I keep driving in the same direction, I always end up at the same place.
- Damn it! This reminds me of my dreams, where I never get to the place I want!
Irony
Suddenly, I know where the place is, I'm thinking:
- Yeah man! I have to go down road XXX, than tur to the left and than at the end of road YYY I will find this store!
So I drive there and it takes me a second and I'm finally in there.
But I have no clue, why I had to get there. Suddenly I remember that I wanted to meet a girl there, who usually shows up there. I don't have a freaking idea how she looks like. So I decide to leave this place.

4. I'm driving a bike on a road up a hill. I'm motivated to reach the top of it, but it's really difficult. I remember that the last time I drove a bike was in a dream. I get some kind of strange feeling. Dream... Wait! Why Am I driving a bike up this hill? I thought that the hill was closed because of something.
Well the road is closed, 'cause there is so much snow that no car can drive there!
I have the feeling that ther is something wrong. But I don't know what.