Me hauling pitch 9

When I reached the anchors, I was fairly exhausted, but I set up the hauler and started heaving the pigs upward. I figured the hauling would be straightforward, since the pitch went straight up and had no major obstacles. But I ended up hauling over an edge, so the process was slow and miserable. By the time Aaron had jumared up to the anchor, I was cursing at the damn swine with every stroke. I was beat, my morale was low, and Aaron could tell.