The Bug is back! The Camping Bug! I am not sure what triggered it but last night I found myself overcome by the urge to go camping - to get lost deep in the dark woods, find some old wood, start a roaring hot fire, roast some marshmallows and let the smell of smoke sink into every pore. No tent, no sleeping bag, no flashlights, just man communing with men throughout human history who have fallen asleep on the cold hard dirt next to a dwindling fire staring up at the same distant stars and galaxies. I can think of nothing better. As soon as that first cool blast of wind blows, you will know where to find me if you want to join in.
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