So I decided that since the last time I had been camping was in the early 90s, that I was overdue for another round of self-inflicted pain. Grabbing a spot, I pre-registered on a Monday, for the following weekend.
So to punish my mis-placed optimism, it rained non-stop the entire week, stopping only enough to get this picture, and set up tent. After that, it poured, and in some places, hailed.
I was wet, and cold, and didn't sleep well because the wildlife woke up at 4.00am and started singing.
I'm ready to do it again!