BY Herschel Smith
14 years, 9 months ago
Smith’s backpack beckoned, saying “You know you can’t leave without me. You know you need me. Come. Come to me … you have no choice.”
![2009E 136 2009E 136](http://www.captainsjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009E-136-300x225.jpg)
So Smith picked up his stuff again, hit the trail with Josh, and took in the beautiful vista.
![2009E 138 2009E 138](http://www.captainsjournal.com/wp-content/uploads/2009E-138-300x225.jpg)
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