Rock and David Meroney, a Little Rock Hasher nicknamed Cornhole, led two much younger and less experienced Hashers down a steep, rocky descent that seemed to fall into an abyss. Far behind the others, Rock was relieved to find a mass of sand. He jumped in and was nearly gleeful. Then he saw this soft path led to a cliff that dropped into a one-hundred-foot freefall destined to end in a cathedral of jagged stalagmites. He caught his balance just in time to not die. Fearful of death, Rock clinched to whatever would save his life and chose to embrace patience.
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