9/9: Self-Portrait before my shower.
We got down safely. Mick rode back in a Jeep and I walked my dog out another 1.5 miles. I had to drive his clunky 2000 Doge Caravan out of the trailhead parking lot. We were 2 hours away from home, got back just after 1 a.m. We showered and went to bed. Queenie spent most of the morning pouting because we put her through so much. Mick went to the doctor; Though he’s still a little sore, whatever happened seems to have passed. They found traces of blood in his urine so we’re paying close attention to his body now, in case it comes back.