Orienteering race 30:00 
red/blue sprint in the morning. Time is approximate. Last finisher, pretty much. Had woken in Cambridge at 3:20 a.m.; showered, finished packing, drove to JFK (on the way tried to stop for Dunkin Donuts and lost 15 minutes to no avail), was 15 minutes late to pick Dave up at curbside, drove to West Point, stopping at a deli along the way, and me hearing about Dave's far east cruise, and Dave hearing about the kids and chickens and whatnot, and both of us pretty beat but somewhat wired.
Dave started first, 2 minutes before me. I was last start, so they took down the stuff behind me as I progressed. At 38 seconds behind my start whistle (i.e., 8 seconds before the whistle to move up from the 2nd to the start line), Peter Z ran up and handed me his "extra" compass which I'd asked to borrow earlier. I wonder if he actually had another. I hope so.