Eleven was the first to leave then me. Talked myself into being a tough day as it was hot and mostly up hill. Got down to Allen Gap, missed the track and came out past what I thought was a deserted conscience store. Pirate did the same thing and wandered back onto th track to find Fiji stuffing his face with milkshake and candy bars Fiji told him there might be beer there and Pirate was off. He spent the afternoon sipping beer and talking to the owner about the history of th place.
Pirate caught up with me at the next shelter. I decided to stay even though it as early as I couldn’ face another hill. Pirate pushed on and promised to have a cppa read the next morning.
