While JT ran I drank, slept, and picked up some shit for him....guess he's taking full advantage of my crew title. He sent me out for caffeine pills, salt capsules, and his own personal maid. i came back with red bull, snickers, and shad. At 15:30 I decided to drink one with the locals....Pablo and Cindy...at the rum distillary. I had a Tai boxer....which proved to be a great way to start a drive up a "two-way" rocky path with only enough room for one vehicle. that had a sheer drop off on the one side and a cliff on the other. saw JT at grouse gulch at 18:40ish. he's feeling well...looking as good as one can after 42 crucial miles. He said he is officially the michael Johnson or maybe it was michael vick of marmot racing...either way party at his house next saturday...he said to bring your money. He had his first bacon cheeseburger and beer at grouse. pretty sure he had about a dozen awe-strucken volunteers and crew staring at him. his next one is scheduled for, ouray, hopefully a little after midnight with 8 yellow snow, if he can stay awake that late.
Moogy dropped at Sherman which is the aid station right before heading up Handies Peak. Heard he was an hour ahead of Joe but not sure the exact reason. Hell of an attempt anyways.
on-out....more in the morning.
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Haha - only Brownie could stomach a Purple Castle Burger and a beer at that point. Hope they included a clean plate sticker!!!
Too bad about Moogy. Hope he's alright.
Typical! Wanker seems to be keeping up the pace - please continue to update us with the number of chicks ahead of him!
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