
Well, 8 miles of tough climbing with lots of walking. Up until this part, the physical was challenging but nothing as difficult as finishing an Ironman triathlon. This came close. After reaching a plateau with more climbing but at an easier incline, the rain started. I'd been lucky so far in avoiding the sprinkles but I suppose it wouldn't be a real adventure without a little more adversity. So, black clouds, thunder, lightning, and heavy rain. I hid under some trees only because the San Juan hut people spooked me about the lightning. And flash flooding. Growing up in California, weather is pretty boring so I tend not to take it seriously. But with my hut mates gone, I wasn't sure who would find me if I was weather stupid.
After awhile, I got bored and ventured out again, in the rain, looking over my shoulder when I heard thunder. As if I would be able to duck out of the way of lightning. But I made it. Dried out at the hut, found myself missing my hut mates,but happy to know I'd be in Moab the next day.


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