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| This was a beautiful morning about 45 degrees at 7am and very wet. It was hard to unzip the tent and get out without getting ice cold water all over you. The crackling and poping of the fire, the smell of coffee brewing and the gentle rushing of the river... Ahhhh, how peaceful. Now, if we could only find the river before we fell in... our fire was about five feet from the water. It was great. |
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