Well, hike complete. It was about the least challenging hike I have ever done in the Marine Corps. Our platoon was out in front, so we didn't have the pleasure of watching the feeble minded/ weak/ hung over Marines fall out, but we were hearing the reports come up on the radio. It was hard to imagine anyone was struggling with it, but as the saying goes, "there's always one".
Since we were out in front the Battalion Commander had the misfortune of listening to us complain the entire time about the hike being a waste of time due to it's lack of any challenge. I think he got the hint right around the last mile, because he turned around and asked us if we wanted to go for a run, which we of course readily agreed to. Nothing beats hazing an entire battalion worth of Marines with a nice little ruck run. The BC can hold his own in a run, as can the Sgt. Major, but the guidon bearer fell out, along with a couple of officers. Unfortunately the hike was over about a mile later, which meant we weren't able to really hurt anyone, but as the rest of the battalion staggered to the finish line it sounded like an asthma convention. Have some pride guys.
On to the weekend.