THE LAST STAND: LEARNING THE HARD WAY IN THE WASATCHPhoto by Chandler Blake
Tyler stood up and removed his coat. In an act of either profound
benevolence or chill-induced madness, he laid it over the flame,
hoping to buy us another ten minutes of warmth.
"WE CALLED IT OUR LAST STAND. Three eager teenagers lugging surplus rucksacks filled with random gear- deep in the Wasatch Mountains in the dead of winter. I've never been colder in my life.
I suppose our biggest mistake was not bringing a vehicle. Maybe Chan's station wagon was broken down again or maybe my sister needed to use our shared Chevy Celebrity- I don't remember. Either way, we found ourselves standing at the back of a ski bus, enjoying the last moments of relative warmth as the flurries began to float outside. Had we known then what we knew later that night, we may not have pulled the 'stop' cable so enthusiastically as we approached the Spruces picnic area."
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