The suitcase made it back home weighing the same as it did when it left.
And imagine the delight when the suitcase was opened and voila!...
Pity the poor TSA Joe who had to inspect the inside of the bag. A week of dirty clothes from hiking; mildewed polypro shirts, pitchy fleece pants, muddy hiking poles, smelly boots, dirty socks, filthy backpack. Hahaha!
Today may be the day that the hiking pictures will get organized into some semblance of chronology. Meanwhile here's a creek crossing:
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