The low must've got down to about 45, and we froze our a$$es off. We had a lot of blankets but not much room: me, Bobbins, MM, and Josie on a barely queen-size blow-up mattress, with Olden horning in. MM did her usual sleep walking for some reason; her face next to mine, Josie hit me when she couldn't move and exhaled cold air throughout the night. I ended up with four hours sleep and was thanking God for sunrise when I could get up and get the heater (aka fire) going. Bobbins cooked up her signature pancakes for breakfast.
Josie loves her dog.
The road was pretty muddy. Here I exited to scout a path around the slog.
We broke camp about 9:30 and made it home by 12:30pm.
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