He's done. I took tons of pictures and tiny little short videos, which I'll string together at some point and make a slide show out of. He finished at 9:30, meaning that he ran/hiked/walked 100 miles in 27.5 hours.
There was very little phone service, and I never knew when I would have it. Internet? Fugettaboutit.
Yes, his feet hurt. Yes, I was concerned. It was a long and emotional night for me, and for him, as well.
He (and I) will post more after a couple days. Right now, it's time for sleep/pizza/laying horizontal.
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