The Death March

Day 2,

It is taking every last bit of my energy to write this post. We are exhausted. This morning (1 am) I heard yelling from the tent next to me. Sure enough Mike and Jon were yelling at a porcupine. The critter chewed Jon's flip flop to pieces. That was fun.

Today we left around 9 a.m and hiked until 5:30. We crossed two huge fords, a plethora of small streams and reached 12,500 feet as we crossed through the West Maroon pass. We hiked around 7 miles. The views were absolutely breathtaking. We decided to save the Frigid Air pass for tomorrow and walked about a half mile off the trail to make camp. My body aches...I'm going to bed.