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Visit Indeed.com slash next hire and sponsor your job today. I worked as a backcountry ranger in a mountain district in the American West for a little over 14 years.

I'm not going to name the park. I'm not going to name the range.

If you know the region, you might be able to figure out which outpost I'm describing,

but I would prefer you didn't.

Because what happened there in October of 2022 is the kind of thing

that sticks to a place and the shelter is still in use and I don't want hikers thinking about it

when they're trying to sleep at 9,400 feet with nothing but a wood stove between them and the

weather. I'll tell it anyway. I've been carrying it for almost four years

now, and my wife tells me I talk in my sleep about a man who has been dead since before I

finished high school. The storm that came in on the afternoon of October 11th, 2022, was forecast

to hit our range sometime around 6 in the morning on October 12th.

That was the window we were working with when I signed off on the last three backcountry permits of the season.

The forecast had been solid for three days.

The system was moving east out of the Pacific at a known pace.

We had time, by our reckoning, for one final permit group to go up to Elk Pass Outpost,

spend a single night there, and come back down before the weather arrived.

Elk Pass Outpost is a single-room timber-frame shelter at 9,412 feet, built in 1949 by the Civilian

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