Somehow we'd gotten separated from Matt, who was the only person who knew where the campsite was! We waited out the rain for ten minutes nervously laughing about not being able to find Matt!
On our climb down, I let my backpack slip down the steep hill and one of the huge pint-sized beer cans that was stored in my backpack exploded because it got punctured by a rock! (Luckily, the malty beer-soakage to our tent was minimal!)
