I've spent the last two night's tent camping at remote spots. While in sore need of a shower, I'm pleased with my resourcefulness/frugality. Due in main part, to my mechanical ineptitude, I had a difficult time setting up the poles for the front part...... so I rigged it with string, in order to counter against what I identified as an immenent structural demise. Spent last night 4/23 camping on a private island. It was me, the birds, and twosizeable iguanas. When I woke this morning, I identified that my tent had been targeted by organic seagull strafings overnight. I took the cue and departed at 0630 this morning, 4/24.
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