freezying cold

Ahoy,

Somewhere beyond Riverside. Deep in the middle of nowhere. Up a really windy dirt road. People have  lost their cars and livelihood to the treachery of these paths. I'm kidding. Probably not. Found myself camping next to boulders. A's friends were SUPER DUPER prepared. They had an extra tent and two 0-degree sleeping bags for us. And a cooler full of meat and beer. For the lions, tigers, and bears. 

We spent some time clambering up some big rocks. 

Some people napped too.

We walked up the side of the mountain. We walked down the other side of the mountain. We wanted to swim in the river and lie in the sun. We wanted to try to be nice to everyone.

 By the time night rolled around, the fog did too. When we got back to the camp site, someone had already gotten a fire started and some food was ready. That was most fortunate. It was a good night by the campfire with friendly people, save for some moonlight would have been appreciated.

Any grand plans for the next day were scrapped when we awoke to ice covered tents as a light icy mist continued to grace upon us. We scrambled out of there in a jiffy. I had a wet shoe.

mildly windblown,
JT