Campsite on Green River, Utah
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.
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camp on.
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toasty in oregon
Posted by: Anonymous | October 18, 2004 8:58 PM