Jan slipped on his pack and they went to the tech section.

Sighing, I got up, put on my pack, and turned eastward once more.

Then I pulled on my pack and checked my equipment.

Joe looked around for anything they might have left, then closed the fasteners on his pack.

Richard released her and turned back to fasten down the flap on his pack.

He closed the straps on his pack and shouldered it.

When he saw it was me he eased up and let go his hold on my pack.

It landed on her pack, slid off, and dropped onto the trail.

I put my back to the corner and sat on my pack.

His mother stood, and leaned against the wall to balance herself as she strapped on her pack.