First Morning
This is me no longer blissfully ignorant. Actually, at this point
the worst section of the hike (the first couple miles as it turns out) is over. This is the morning of
the first full day of our hike. The night before I was fairly certain I would turn back in the morning,
however as the night wore on, I became less certain. When I woke up, I felt surprisingly well
rested despite my difficulty in getting to sleep. I decided to continue on at least for a couple of miles
and see how things went. Troy was very anxious that I not give up, because he did not want to turn back
and he did not want to go alone either. I did not actually feel as bad as I look, the sun was making it difficult to look towards the camera.
Location: Barnof Lake
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