Yestertday we camped near a couple from Portland. Super nice and out for a night with Cool and the Gang. I didn't think much of them until the morning when they were recounting their night at the casino and Adrian and I were assessing his knee and our pending ride. And then they said something that made me know I was meant to meet them, even if just for the day.
The girl said, "I know what you're going through. One day he and I were hiking the Grand Canyon and I got heat stroke and then he blew out his knee. When you both go down, it gets hard. But you're lucky only one of you is injured because the other can take care. And together you'll make it through."
Oh my goodness, I thought. She's right. And then I offered to switch bikes with Adrian, load up the trailer on that bike and let him have a lighter, easier load for a day.
Two days later, we've figured it out--he's sporting dual knee braces and chugging along at full speed.
Because together we will make it.
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I am sure this trip is going to teach you both a thing or two about the dynamics of your relationship! Either you will kill each other or come out of this each others hero's. I am guessing the later will happen.
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