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“Um, was that thunder? Guys? Did anyone else hear that?”

I got up off of my pack and walked over to the parking lot we’d been eating next to. It was connected to a gravel road, and from there you could see the sky.

“Yeah, it probably was thunder. I think I’m going to get my ducky suit on. At least the top half.”

As I was pulling my ducky suit out of my pack, it started raining. I quickly abandoned my idea of only putting the top half on as the chilly rain hit my legs. Not only was it cold, it was falling heavily, hurting my skin when it hit.

The whole crew quickly pulled on their ducky suits as we got ready to go. We were going to be walking down the gravel road for a mile before we turned off onto a trail.

“So… Are you ready to do this?”

I was definitely ready. We would be going downhill on a gravel road for a mile – why wouldn’t I be ready? It was going to be the easiest thing we would do all day.

“Yep! Let’s go!”

I fell into the middle of the pack. With this kind of hiking I could do that. I wasn’t really worried about keeping up. The thing I was worried about the most was that I would trip on my ducky suit, which was always a possibility.

We were making really good time, marching along down the road. We had to stick as close to the edge as we could, so we wouldn’t get yelled at by Jen and Katie. But after a while you got the hang of it, and stopped stepping in the muddy ditch.

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