Great campsite
The kid decided to go camping with friends at one of the most popular areas in BC. Left late Friday in my RAV4, with half the stuff from my trailer and no campsite booked. I got a text message that they stayed on "some random hilltop" Friday night and found a camp site on Saturday.
Meantime, I prepped and painted window frames, with temps in the mid-30s C.
Sitting back in a camp chair, with a beer at my side, a dozen more in the bar fridge, the painting almost done and Toad resting up for her next trip, I realized that on this particular weekend, we had the best campsite in the province.
baglo
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