Wore Them Out

Due to my failure to comprehend a “pond” in Adirondack lingo might actually be a bog, instead of hiking a 3.6 mile out-and-back, we knocked off a 10 km force-march.

As the daylight was fading, the trip back to the car was pretty focused. I wasn’t so concerned about being forced to navigate the path in the darkness as it was well marked but I wasn’t so sure I could find our campsite once we returned to the campground. Turns out, that was a legitimate concern. 😀

The next morning, the effects of our adventure were fairly obvious.

Exhausted siblings, Zoe and Aslan
Granger, the morning after we force-marched a 10 km the night before.

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