Ivy League, anyone?
A leisurely morning was nice, except for the fact that we still had 16.7 miles to hammer out before bed. That's the "don't try this at home" part. After our first two New Hampshire mountains, the sun went down and we got absolutely drenched with rain before rolling into Trapper John Shelter.
It's nights like this one that help you decide whether or not you're really cut out for this lifestyle--and the three amigos carry on.
Ps--I fell right into a big mud puddle in the last half mile of the day-what fun!
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