We had a blast, despite Ben totally doing a barrel roll on his night run and me totally missing a turn and running onto a main dirt road. In the night Ben made me promise that we'd never do it again but by the next morning we were both saying how much fun it was.
On the way home we stopped in Beaver (tradition). And managed to snap these lovely photos.
It was a long and hard total of 15 miles. I didn't know if I could do it but I sure did (very slowly). And although I didn't love every minute of it, I'd totally do it again. Ha ha
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