It is an old custom of these people to pick up a stone and toss it on the pile. Perhaps it is a symbolical lightening of the load they carry, perhaps a small offering to the gods of the trails.
Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen.
A journey is time suspended.
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