We danced around, but most of us couldn’t keep our feet dry (or avoid the mud). Shane stomped through the water pools.
It had all of the traditional ingredients: a returning Massanutten finisher (me), a first-time finisher (Max!), a Halfassanutten participant (Sophie), a Mininuttener (Sharon), a trail injury sacrifice (Chris), a new variant finisher we will call the Markanutten (Mark, duh), and lots of trail magic.
This event continues to be one of my favorite DC UL traditions--I enjoy seeing those who return each year and those who are experiencing it for the first time.