It was supposed to be 29.9 miles within 32 hours. We were not racing but we had to get back by 6:00 the next evening, and a storm was coming through and that last 24 hours before you leave is the most tempting time to give up on the whole thing.
Today I am grateful to understand there must have been a reason to not walk into the woods in the rain, set up a tent in the rain, take down a tent in the rain, climb mountains in the rain, cross creeks in the rain, lean up against a tree in the rain, never stopping some forward trudging in the rain, everything in the rain. I am grateful he made the call.
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