Mine can CERTAINLY sympathize with yours!
My fix of Red Rocks and sand has been 2 years in the coming, and the first 2 weeks of September will find her on yet another Death March (Her term; not mine!) thru God's country!
(I'm hunting (like Ahab for Moby) a downed rocket in Hatch Canyon that I read about in a guide book.)
I chuckled at the “death march.” I once hiked in the Badlands and we made a slight error and didn’t notice that the hike we were doing generally required 2 days rather than 1, and the buffalo had knocked down a good number of the trail markers, so sometimes we had to backtrack and find the marker. It was like a military forced march on low rations.