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Somewhere on the Gallatin Crest Trail.
Water is scarce and Hugh was forced to defend his two-liter bottles from plump ground squirrels, butterflies, and maybe even Bob.
Also fending off thirsty trail-runners that shouldn't be running in grizzly country. Many a squirrel were eyeballing my 4 liters! Only Bruce Lee himself could have taken those bottles off of me.