Last day at camp, turned out we had 2 full days not 3, which is fine, two is more than enough. Feels like I’m finally hitting my stride with making fires and mood regulating but yeah we’re out of here at 2pm after an upcoming frantic packing up/loading up the trailer session with all our crap then the opposite when we get home. Oh shit, we get to pick up our new kitten Clover when we get back. Hopefully my old man gets out here in good time he’s towing the trailer and tearing down camp with us. My parents smother me and my dependents with helpfulness.









