Eldorado East Ridge
31 August - 2 September 2001:
No Myth
31 August - 2 September 2001:
No Myth
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We were rudely awakened at 6am on Saturday by much, much wetness dropping from above. Poor Brett... he had to get up out of his bivy sack to take care of some morning business, and thus had to suit up in Goretex. I could hear him rustling in his pack and putting the gear on. I saw him dash by while looking out through the narrow opening of my bivy sack before I dozed back off. I assumed he would return to his bivy sack after taking care of things.
When I stirred awake again two hours later, I peered back out and saw him, soaked and pacing. I called out and asked how long he'd been out there. "The whole time," was the answer. He didn't want to get back in his bivy for fear of soaking his bag, so he'd been pacing and boiling water. And smoking. All morning. The rain was torrential at times. I felt like I should get out, suit up and join him, just to keep the man company. But I just couldn't. We discussed my guilt and his misfortune, and he told me to stay dry. So I did. |
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