Day 3 was a killer. Over 8 hours in the packs but at least the river provided some solid footing after miles of tundra.
Scott taking a "snack break."
Finally arrived at camp. We can hear the truckers on the highway, just two miles away!
Time to break out the sheep meat and enjoy some well earned spoils. My favorite meal of the year!
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Seriously, what you eat, you don't have to carry.
Exactly. We would have eaten more sooner but we didn't have any firewood until that last night. Plus is is soooo good.
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