Do we have too much food? Not enough? It’s really hard to tell. In spite of our careful calculations and meticulous math, we can ultimately only hope we’re close enough for government work.
Here’s our resupply for Red’s Meadow…
I don’t know.
I do know that by 8pm last night we’d worked on the remaining resupplies for 8 solid hours and we were wholeheartedly sick of trying to figure it all out.
“I’m hungry,” Aidan pulled the bear canister closer, “Whatever that Ziploc is, give it to me. I’ll just stuff it in here. Let’s go eat dinner.”
Mexican food and a pitcher of margaritas later, we decided everything was fine and we settled into a relaxed and dreamless sleep.