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| Tuesday Oct 16th 7:05 pm we set up camp at Crabtree Meadows. We meet Dave from Florida on a trip of his own. The nights air was very still and quiet. Raccoons had been rustling around the campsite. I wonder if they had smelled the KFC bucket. I awoke in the middle of the night to the sound of leaves falling. Thud, Zzzzzzz. Of course, I didn't know this when I first awoke. They would make a small thud as the hit the tent and then slide slowly down the side making a sound similar to a person running a sharp fingernail down the side of the tent. Just a little creepy when you wake up and can't remember where you are and you have no windows to look out of. -Kurt |
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