As the day wore on, our hike seemed to get longer and longer. Both of us had feet that were aching and that damn sleeping bag was not helping our quest. It got so bad that we honestly stopped several times and debated on how to leave the sleeping bag behind without accepting defeat and doing what many others had done...leave the hard work to someone else. No one ever said that "going green" was going to be easy.
Back and forth we went...just when Grayson was about to reach his breaking point, I would step in and carry it awhile only to reach my own breaking point very soon thereafter. The sleeping bag was weighing us down physically and mentally. It was consuming our focus but we quickly realized we had another problem brewing...daylight was fading fast and we were not even close to Brown Fork Shelter.