She beat me to the bottom and by the time I got down I forgot she said that. I waited by the car for a little while then walked around to look for her. I had no idea where she went and wondered if she took a wrong turn coming down. But then I heard a familiar whistle coming from the top of this giant rock. A whistle we used on the AT if we couldn't find each other. I whistled back, she whistled again, so I could hone in on where she was. I looked up and saw this. She's a woman of her word.
A Backpacker's Life List by Ryan Grayson is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License.