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We had done it! We made it to the top! Everyone dropped their packs and we celebrated. We had climbed our final mountain!

View from Table Rock

View from Table Rock

When I say everyone dropped their packs, I meant it. They were everywhere. People were opening their packs to find things, and scattering everything else that had been in there.

See the gauze from the blisters on her feet?

Using Rebecca’s mirror to check for pimples

While we were waiting for dinner, a bunch of the crew decided to take naps. I went to sit with Luke, Bobby, and Bruce. They were the ones who I felt comfortable around – it was easy being friends with them. And all three of them helped me more than they will ever know. With Bobby it was just the encouragement. Bruce helped me on the river, and Luke kept me going when I was having trouble on the trail.

Talking at the summit of Table Rock

We were sitting there talking when Bobby made an odd comment.

“I think I want my hot chocolate now. Like, just the powder. Brett, there was a thing of Hot Chocolate powder when we were filling food sacks at resupply, right? They’ve got to let us eat it sometime, right?”

“Yeah, I think there was. Rebecca might know for a fact, but I’m pretty sure there was.”

Luke nodded his head.

“That actually sounds pretty good! I think I’ll do it too.”

“What? You’d actually eat it like that”

Luke, Bobby and I looked at Bruce like he had two heads.

“Are you kidding? It’s so good that way! I’m gonna go ask if I can.”

Luke and Bobby got up and came back a few moments later with their bowls full of powder. They poured a little bit of cold water in it so it was like a paste, and started eating it.

Luke, Bobby and Bruce

I laughed and went to check on dinner. The water was boiling and the cooks were were searching for the noodles. We were having Mac and Cheese, with extra cheese. We were going to use all the cheese we hadn’t used the night we had Cornbread Mac instead of Mac and Cheese.

“Hey guys, we get another treat.”

I looked over at Ben, who was standing near Katie. In his hands he was holding a bag, but because of the way he was holding it I couldn’t see what was inside. I had no idea what it was. I hadn’t seen anything else that might be a treat…

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*Everything here is from my own memory and may not be correct. Outward Bound is not responsible for anything I post here. Thanks too NCOBS for letting me use their photos.*