They are trimming trees in Bright Angel Campground, and our group was too slow for them, so they started cutting branches while we were still packing our stuff. No pressure,eh?
At Indian Garden the last night, a runner came through about three AM. I guess he was talking into a helmet cam, or maybe just to himself, but he said, "I am now passing through the campground. Hopefully I am not talking loudly enough to wake anyone."
Hey, you were and you did.
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