It's a real shame that no one came to visit me on this overnight. It was a great time. Here is what you missed:
An always enjoyable hike through the Valley of Boulders:
All you can eat, delicious blueberries:
A picturesque, mountaintop campsite which came with a pre-made fire pit:
and a pre-gathered supply of firewood (the next morning I felt guilty about using as much wood as I did and dragged up some deadfall to make ammends):
A chop-lickingly good dinner:
A nightcap accompanied by some fine cutlery:
24 hour security (though this particular guard, who has since been fired, slept the entire midnight to 6 am shift snuggled against me:
And a dramatic, misty but cool morning that turned into a beautiful day:
What you didn't miss: On the hike back out we encountered an area where we were literally descended upon by insects. Growing up we used to call them Horseflies; they are basically fast, but not agile, thick-bodied flies, that though easy to kill, have a very painful bite. They were more interested in Richard than me and at one point I ran my hand over his forehead and smushed 6 of them

They're like kamikaze insects, nasty little b-stards. I've usually dealt with this situation by soaking a bandana in Deet and tying it loosely around his neck. But I swear the 30% Deet I tried had no noticeable effect. Thankfully 100% did the job nicely
