To get back to my report.....
After taking too long Saturday AM (so I was told
), we went to find the plane.
James, Chris, and Dave waiting on me.
As is it was said, we left as 12, went to 9, then 8, then back to 9.
Shot of when we waited on riders that never came.
The obligatory, ugly mug shot.
We made it to the plane with no problem. I was disappointed though that alot was missing after a year.
This is what it looked like last year. It is also a KC130, according to the pictures posted on Google Earth.
After the plane, we crossed the corner of the base, and it was voted to go up Aftershock.
The first obstacle.
Rolls waiting.
The White Stallion clearing it.
At that point it was found that my Son was missing the axle nut.
Duct tape and a vise grip got him back to camp though.
Right after this point, Sawyer was pooped, and I gave up making him climb up, and over. Dave came down to check on us, only to see us dropping down off the hill. We went around the back, across Emerson, and then down to camp. Over all for such a big group, the ride wasn't too much af a cluster****.