Monday, August 18, 2014

Poplar ridge to Stratton

22 miles in a downpour over the toughest terrain . Oops cried early in the day. It was an emotional day. She got it together and later coached me through the day. We sang songs all day. Just got real goofy; don't stop believing, my girl, two tickets to paradise . We made it into Stratton late, but we got in and I conquered the wolf burger. 

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