Captains of Us

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Looking back: My crew rolls deep

Midway, Quinoa, Barbie, Half'n'Half, Soap Box, Baggins and Wash Pot. 

We are part of the herd. Well, maybe the pre-herd. We are still in a bubble of hikers. Because of the distances between water and the placement of campsites one often finds oneself camping with a larger group. Luckily all the people that flow in and out of our bubble are great people. On this particular afternoon  we rolled nine deep into a pretty sweet campsite. Nobody messes with nine hikers. 

j/k, people are actually repelled by our stench.  

The exception was a gracious couple that pulled off the highway and unleashed a maelstrom of happiness and calories in the form of trail magic. Never before had I experienced multi-course trail magic. First came the sodas, then the clementines, then the candy bars and finally the fruit pies. Our gratitude towards people with such kind hearts cannot be understated.  Seeing that couple pull off the road put smiles on all our faces. No amount of 'thank you's' can express how much that magic means to us.