Oof.
The ascent wasn't a total disaster, though it was on the wrong side of four hours. 4:04:00 up.
But for some reason the big downhill felt like I was learning to walk for the first time. Just couldn't get anything going. Damn near three hours to get down. 49 people passed me on the downhill.
I knew the day wouldn't be spectacular as I hadn't done much since the Softie. But I didn't think it would be that bad.
But hey, I survived another year. Always a great weekend around here, so good to see so many peeps out getting after it on the mountain.

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