Went camping last night with my son. It rained the whole time, that is until it started to snow. It was quite miserable. Amazingly my son still loved it. Even when he was crying cause he was so cold and wet. I spent much of the night on the John and puking my brains out. Loved it. Spent the rest of the day recuperating and hosing the camping gear down (from the mud not puke). * weekly summary 55 miles, 2400' Vert
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