I am grateful that Coop’s stomach bug found him just after a good sleep with an empty stomach. I’d be more grateful if it didn’t find him at all, but this was better than Farley’s experience, waking up to it in the middle of the night with plenty to expel.
I am grateful for swing success. The friends I went on the hike with got the rope up before we left. I replaced much of the rope with a chain, and attached a float found on the beach on the last day of the Juan de Fuca trail. It’s a nice souvenir that got Farley’s seal of approval.