A still and silent place.
Candles flames lit in camp burned straight up several inches, no breeze.
Just the sound of water on rocks, quaking aspens with their yellow leaves, and a dozen wild turkeys along the bank echoing off the canyon wall.
Woke to a frozen water bottle, I felt fine.
1 comment:
guau! i'm very impressed w/the tent-assembly.
camp on.
signed,
toasty in oregon
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