Half-Gallon Club with DreamCatcher
One of the traditions of making it to the halfway point on trail (wow, was I there already?) is the challenge to join the half-gallon club. Here's the task: eat a half-gallon of ice cream in one sitting without any 'accidents'. Weapon: one spoon. Flavor: pick from whatever was in stock. There has to be a witness. I had several rooting for + keeping tabs on me: D.C., Magoo, SherBear and JettButt. Butter pecan was my choice. So with spoon and a glass of water at the ready, I dug in...
Done.
Well, it took 45 minutes, but it all went down and stayed down. Brain freezes, numb tongue, fat (and cold) belly = all good!
Magoo shot the pict while D.C. witnessed the final bite. Great hostel!
The real half-way marker is just N of the Pine Grove park, but this was the closest freezer to the point. A quiet night of restlessness and little sleep in my cot. Probably should have slept in my tent. Finally, day came.