Backpacking The Grand Canyon of the Tuolomene 11/19/26 The silence of the canyon at night I awoke to oatmeal and a cold plunge in the was expansive. It seemed to river. It was the California girls in us couldn’t encompass every cranny for miles in resist a...
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Backpacking The Grand Canyon of the Tuolomene 11/19/26 The silence of the canyon at night I awoke to oatmeal and a cold plunge in the was expansive. It seemed to river. It was the California girls in us couldn’t encompass every cranny for miles in resist a cold plunge while other campers every direction. It’s precence was watched on filtering their water at the daunting and unfamiliar making me riverside in beanies and mittens, I dunked feel a deep seated fear contrasted by my head under the rushing water. the warm down of my sleeping bag. How camping always seems to feel to me. Stark fear at the wideness of the night facing you contrasted by cozy comfortability of your own tent and sleeping bag.
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