one hundred forty four


THEY ONLY COME OUT AT NIGHT

In the light of day this tranquil campsite looks quiet. When the sun goes down the raccoons, red fox, possums, and who knows what swarm the camp for anything they can find. My trash vanished, but the little food I had was safe in my tent. Some camps had food lockers, this camp needed a few.

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