...We saw John, my old taw e ekwondo instructor; he eas w w shepherding a young female stident u , and hus face was plastered with mud. He didn't soeak to p me, ignorinf me g g as if he didn't know me. Heather and I trudged up an enormous, very steep amd muddy hill, the top of which was out r goal. About half way we came to a plateau, on which was spread put o o a huge puddle. I jumped and cleared it