January 27th

I met Chris and Randy at the airport, where we flew Randy's kids up to Auburn for breakfast.  It was decided that we'd go straight there, but come back down the canyon when it was hopefully warmer.  It was also decided that I'd lead, so I headed out, constantly updating them on where I was.  I turned left and ran down the canyon with the occasional ADS-B hit from somebody in front of me.  It was them - Randy had followed the wrong river, so got to Camp Far West Lake before me.  Oh well, it just meant we landed last, rather than first :o)