Great Range Traverse, 8-10 February 2002
The Return of Mule Man and Little Boy
The Return of Mule Man and Little Boy
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We were about halfway up Saddleback when one of my snowshoe bindings exploded. I had seen a small tear in the instep of one of the snowshoes and had planned on fixing it once in camp. But now, looking down, the entire toe strap had ripped from the decking. James stopped and looked. I could tell he was concerned. I could tell he was concerned because he said, "This really sucks a lot, and I'm concerned."
"Dude. I can fix it," I said. "My brother has an awesome set of tools." It's the only time I lied on the trip. I had a very strong feeling that things would soon fall apart. Taking a brief look at the other snowshoe, I could see another instep fracture. I scrunged duct tape from James and tried to rig them to at least get me up to the summit. I kept up a good front. James plowed on ahead. |
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