Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

Who else would ski for 12 hours with me? Sure there was some complaining, confusion and cursing. But when push comes to shove, I can't think of two people I would rather adventure with. Jesse broke trail the whole way without complaint and patiently picked the easiest descents for Summer and I. Summer joked, fed us like baby birds, fell to keep us amused and held it together during complete exhuastion and frustration. I'm not sure what I bring to the trio- annoying enthusiasm for early mornings, long days and beautiful views, on-trail biology lessons, and the occasional monkey encounter. Ah, yes, and to make sure they keep coming back for more... Snickers.