Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Accomodations


Nth class. Only way to travel. Cook on the drop-gate. Sleep like a baby.
Beats sleeping on the ground, which I've done many a time in the past.
Nothing like waking up with stiffaplegia. Not to mention the storms.
Once, camped on hilltop in White Mountains, lightening struck. Frazzled!

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