Scott was a great fire keeper
Cameron and Julia made a great dinner in the dutch oven, and if it wasn't for them I'm afraid we would've had to settle with hot dogs.
We were worried about being cold, but we were toasty in our zero degree sleeping bags. We couldn't even get Marc out of bed.
Although that morning we got rained on, it was alright because it made our little adventure even more adventurous.
A little rain on the hashbrowns never hurt anyone, right? Oh and Marc wants me to mention that the raiders chair I was sitting in belongs to Mitch, not us.
We had a great time, and it made us extremely grateful to have a nice warm place to come home to.
