TEAM DISORIENTED

The very first CP on Bike 3 is a creek crossing. We've already been warned that there is a log that goes across the creek and we shouldn't try to cross it because it's slippery and the water is deep. Remember, it's about midnight and 40 degrees, so we don't want to plunge into a river. We also know that there should be a place nearby to cross the creek that's about ankle deep. We just need to find it. Which we do. And then somebody-not mentioning any names but he's on our team and he's male, and sits in the middle of the canoe and blames his lack of paddling on having to read the map. Well, somebody decides that we should take a few minutes to take off our shoes and socks, cross to the other side, and finish out the race with dry feet. Blasphemy you scream! I know, I can feel my USARA membership card about to burst into flames just thinking about this. In a moment of weakness, and coerced by Snickers and the thought of dry socks, we decide to do it. Of course, once we finally get..