We made excelent time(for us) as we were spurred on by the rain. We got to the hut around 4pm, which was pretty good considering it was more than thirty miles.
I started to feel a bit nauseous as soon as I got off of my bike and I was still freezing. I had just enough energy to do a bit of maintenance on my bike as the rear brake cable was sticking causing the brake to not return to it's released position. After that I slowly ate a helping of Sean's delicious chili-mac.
I started a fire using whatever paper trash was laying around in the hut. Surprisingly it warmed the hut remarkably well, yet I continued to shiver. I laid in bed around 6:30pm and fell asleep pretty soon after that. I awoke around midnight to the obvious sensations of diarhea. The good new was that I was no longer freezing. The bad news was that I now had diarhea and the composting toilet was ridiculously far away; on a winding, narrow, wooded path. A path which I proceeded to walk about ten times that night.
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