10:00 am

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I arrive at our first break point an hour later, wheezing. If words were edible I would be forced to swallow them. It's winter so the temperature's in the high teens, but I'm glad I wore a t-shirt today because boy is the sun intense this high up. On the bright side (har har) we meet a pony blinking sleepily under the shade of trees.

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