Well, no. Not camping in the winter rain or snow backs of the Cascades. It is on my mind though. When the good weather comes again I look forward to the dust in my face. The smoke from the fire in my eyes. The rocks on the beach that are too sharp to walk on without the shoes that were left in the car. The hike to a vista that makes me tired. All the that. Camping.
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