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| Leading the pack out front all on our own |
The last day of Trek got off to a strange start. Unlike the previous days, where we'd been woken up at the crack of dawn, actually before the dawn sometimes, the last day, all the women just woke up naturally. It was a very cold morning, so the heated bathroom at the Trail Center became a natural gathering place as people got up and going. The first topic of conversation there was the fact that the men were all gone. No one had any idea where they were, but since I was on the Trek committee, I knew that they were off doing their "Zion's Camp" thing while we were going to do a women's pull. Still, the mysterious disappearance hadn't been in the original plan, and it threw camp into something of an uproar. We hadn't been given any instruction, so we just decided to pack up our tents and gear after which we decided to do the same for the men. In about an hour, we had everything all packed up and ready to go.
