Two a.m. Saturday morning I woke up from the hard ground, but I was still warm, and happy about it. There were only six hours until sunrise, I could feel nine toes, and I was confident that Scott wasn’t going to have to pull me out on his sled, though I’d had my doubts earlier... more »
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