Camping in the second trimester is much more successful than camping in the first. Even though it rained making two very soggy mornings, the trip was a complete success. As long as you define success with staying both nights that the reservation was made.
I think I even managed to keep from being too much of an ass. Except for maybe the one time I poisoned everyone with melted plastic. I was cooking the bacon but only had a metal spatula to tend the bacon with. At home I typically use a fork, so I grabbed the nearest fork which happened to be plastic. Not sure why my brain wasn’t working properly but I didn’t even notice it until ½” of the fork tines were melted together and the acrid smell of the melted plastic filled the fresh outdoors air. Oopsy. And I overcooked the bacon which is a crime in and of itself. Because let’s face it, bacon may very well be the perfect food.
Bacon comes from a pig, but I pulled an ass.
