C. Dow LaFevers

C. Dow LaFevers

First Year Mathematics PhD Student at Rice University

Day 100

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Dirty forty! We walked 44.4 miles today in under sixteen hours to end at Mile 2094.7, including two separate trail magics only a mile apart, an awesome dip in Timothy Lake, and at least a pound each of huckleberries and blueberries picked and eaten by me. I only took a few photos since most of the day was through lush and dense forest (aside from a closer look at Mount Hood at the end of the day), so you’ll have to ask me about it sometime.

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