>>258696>Philmont>HAILOh jesus, the memories.
we were moving up a ridge that demanded we go up single-file, and it was steep enough that we had to basically crawl at parts. We made our own route, so I don't even know where the fuck this was, but anyway.
>It's been raining, so it's muddy and slow going, but then suddenly that same fucking MARBLE HAIL comes rolling in. >We can't move, there's a sheer drop on one side and a cliff on the other.>I have a canvas hat on, thank fuck>most of the hail hits my pack and hat, but my hands are out for balance>i end up looking like a bareknuckle boxer with almost entirely purple knuckles and fingers 