we were in this together. There was no blaming. We just needed to prepare for the next day. ERIC OLVERSON
Sometimes when camping under a black velvet sky pinpricked with starlight, you ask some big questions and seem to understand them a bit better. But eventually you become aware of the smell of your unwashed body, the throbbing of your aching muscles and the clawing cold of night, which reconnects you to your mortality. MICHAEL KENNEDY
I remember lying in my soggy tent, in my soggy sleeping bag, puddles of mud surrounding me. This was a significant moment where I remember thinking: this wasn’t in the brochure. ANNALISE THOMPSON
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