Three Times A Lady
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Gothics from Mt. Haystack.
James and I hunkered down out of the wind just below the summit and ate a bit more. I wanted to avoid the party at all costs. They were about 15 minutes behind, still loping along. But sure enough, they stumbled up, and the woman calls down to us, "Is this it?" Meaning, were they at the summit? I couldn't help it. "What would you do if we said 'No?'" I mutter. "Would you keep on going?" We finished eating a snack and traversed out around the summit and began our descent. We heard the group on a cell phone as we were leaving. James thought he heard the Loud Woman trying to convince someone to hike halfway in and meet them with a flashlight. I'm sorry if I sound callous here. I just thought it was one of the more moronic episodes I've ever witnessed. I thought about giving them a light, but in the end I thought... no (and I'm glad I didn't, as we would need ours.). When it gets dark this far out into the backcountry, you can't even see your hand in front of your face. |
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