The day is done, gone the sun. Time to retire to tent.
If a experienced a calmer day in my life, I cannot recall. Most of the day was spent under a nearly cloudless sky, watching the Shenandoah River lazily roll by. I am not good at doing nothing, but there is something to be said about it.
We are still alone in this camp. The solitude does something to the brain.
Tomorrow we head back to civilization, at least 2022's version of it. I will take a detour on the way home to visit Jeremy's Run one more time, to bring back some find memories of Montag, whose ashes were scattered in that valley 32 years ago.
Ed and Donner
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