Camping

I am really just eating up all of D.C., it's exactly what I needed in my life. But! This weekend I was reminded what the countryside looks like and what an open space that doesn't have a statue in the middle looks like (All the parks in D.C. are named after some kind of wealthy founding male figure. And they all rode horses). We had purified spring water and did not get sick. Tried to make fires with wet wood and endless tinder. Heard rustling in the bushes and saw a fresh looking paw print from some kind of 4 legged animal. Made friends with Chip, the Appalachian trail hiker 4 days into his 4 month trip who only smelled slightly of body oder. Pet some horses and as many as 12 dogs, all under one owner. This older retired couple walks with their dogs for like 3 hours a day on these trails, love Mormons, offered to bring us some pizza, were a little loopy, and based their life around the 12 rescue dogs and they cooked chicken or beef for their dogs for dinner every night. Absurd. The cabin was basically really great. Best part: no bug bites and no cell phone service!