It would have been much more delightful were it not for my damn ankle. I went to a Hopkins specialist on the way but they hadn’t told me that I needed film x-rays (WHO FORGETS TO TELL SOMEONE THAT!) and then the fuckers wouldn’t see me. And then when we went for a long walk the next day my ankle hurt. To walk on. At all.
So there’s that.
We went home early. But before that, we had a nice walk. Pictures below. And I did manage to put up a tent, and it was very cozy to lie there in the rain with Zoe. Also, we did not get rained on, or mauled by bears, so success!