We were still tired, and wanted another day of relative rest (and Rich needed it due to continued significant sciatic pain). First thing this morning we went over to the hotel lobby so Rich could get a little something to eat with his medication.
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Twenty five years! Yes, this year is the twenty-fifth annual Death Hike outing. This event has been a consistent feature for more than half of my life now, through all kinds of weather from snow to 39° deluges to 100° thunderstorm days, trail closures, hiking onto prison property, jury duty, house moves, marriages and divorces, a multi-year global pandemic … basically all of the things that make up our lives. No matter how much or how little of each other we see during the rest of the year, it is a given that Ken, Gina, some students, and I will gather in May to celebrate whatever life has given us over the past year.
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