My deepest apologies to the dozens of people that we had turn back at the trailhead because, well, they just weren't good enough. Tough luck, you weaklings! And even deeper condolences to the families of those several people that couldn't keep up the pace. These poor souls had to flogged senseless with our trekking poles and left for the vampire newts and feral cattle; such is life.
The adventure-filled route was too rich for description, but suffice to say that it was tough, and, damn, we were good!
Now, on to the critical stuff: the high-tech statistics, as recorded with our vast array of microprocessor endowed electronic gizmos:
Ambulation method Distance (furlongs) Gain (kiloinches) Time (mFortnights) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Squishing 17.562 9.9994 12.7 Slithering 19.331 2.1733 6.2 Swimming 3.703 -.8888 5.1 Sliding 5.001 About zero Too long Crawling Too far Too much Can't remember
