We carry the bag so that the bag may carry us.
THE ORDER EXISTS TO PURSUE PHYSICAL RIGOR AND SATISFY OUR NOBLE THIRST.
We run the trails to empty the self of the mundane and to fill the void with the sacred liquid. We seek to inspire all with our enduring spirits and to remind each other that suffering carries no weight when the Bag is full. All can achieve Aeration.
SLAP THE BAG
WE PLACE OUR HAND AGAINST THE BAG AND OPEN OURSELVES TO THE FLOW STATE.
RUN THE LOOP
WE EMBRACE THE TRAIL AHEAD AND RETURN FROM WHENCE WE CAME.
ACHIEVE AERATION
WE SURRENDER TO THE CHAOS AND BECOME ONE WITH THE ORDER.
“The trail didn't break me. It just prepared me for the Bag and the Aeration."
“If you haven’t slapped the Bag at 7,000 feet, you haven’t actually lived.”
“Its not a loop—its a spiral."
“The Bag doesn’t judge. It only offers itself so that you may quench your sacred thirst.”
“I thought this was a cult, but turns out it was just a bunch of fun but feral people from Vermont.”