25.5mi

Got up at 5am summited Mt. Taylor about a 2 mile walk from camp, regrettably the dog followed me up to the very top, followed by the other two. It was nearly perfect timing for the sunrise. It was brutally windy/cold up there. Luckily there was a pit that the trail crews must have dug out to avoid this such wind.

The decent down the north face of the mountain was full of sketchy hardened snow and trees that you could potentially slide into and hit if you missed one of the pre stomped holes from hikers. The dog still thought it was a good idea to follow us. I saw this guy becoming more and more of a moral dilemma the further we got from Grants.

Once down the mountain we stumbled upon a 6th grader field trip of at least 20, serving oatmeal out of the back of a utility truck dubbed, "The Cloud." The supervisors gave the three of us coffee and oatmeal as the dog pranced around the children. We secretly hoped that we could gradually dip out of the the crowd while, however after seemingly getting away unnoticed, the dog was silently discovered trailing us into the afternoon. We eventually fed him again, since we were nearly 50 miles out of town by the end of the day, but did NOT spend the night with the dog this night, we saw him scamper off to join hikers Dr. Bug & Stud in the distance while on a long dirt road.