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After I finished writing last night, we got to talking and eventually got to
discussing Robert Frost's poetry. It came up because Coloradôô was carrying one
of his collections. I told him that I bet the first poem was "The
Pasture" because Frost had decreed that any book of his works had to begin
with that one. So we checked (I was right) and soon we were discussing it and
reading poems by headlamp. Very cool.
Another very cool thing about yesterday was that we crossed the
"line" to having only 999 miles left. Triple digits!
Today was another rainy day. We had to slog through a lot of water on the
trail. Basically, everything is wet or damp. We had no views, no nothing. The
good part was that Coloradôô and I hiked together and talked the whole time. He
tells good stories so it passed the time. We talked a lot about hiking in
Colorado, the wildlife, etc. Lucky for us, we made it to the shelter before the
rainstorm, although, how wet can you get?
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