The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.
Made the rounds of the lights on the National Mall in DC. Stopped by the National Gallery of Art’s skating rink, as well as the Christmas trees at the White House and Capitol.
Got a late start, was hiking until after duck, and spent a miserable night on the side of a mountain because I actually listened to the park ranger when they said that camping was prohibited next to trails and near water.
The very next morning I passed no less than half a dozen campsites within 4 feet of the trail and 2 feet of the water.
I topped off my four hours of fitful sleeping with a hike back, a collapse at the elkwallow wayside, the best grilled cheese i’ve ever had in my life, and a three hour nap in my car.
i’m getting too old for this sort of thing.