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Not gonna lie, I had some of his, ashes in, my face. Comma. Spreading ashes is a thing that's much less glamorous/romantic in real life than how it probably sounded in the pitch room. I did it because his surviving partner asked me to. Besides, I'd never been on Little Bear before, so I wasn't gonna say no to the opportunity to do something meaningful while also summiting a new mountain.

I did that once comma two times. It wasn't anything at all as I expected.

Had to release the second set immediately cuz the first one looked like a small explosion. Then comma the second comma now it's twice the size.

London Bridge, Havasu. In the summer.

Mhm....