*Arielle*
The last three hours were a pattern of pass a tree, mark a tree, pass a tree, mark a tree. Thankfully, not once did we accidentally go in a circle. So, that was a success, but it is starting to get dark and that strikes me as a good time to set up camp for the night. “Yo, the sun is going down. We should find somewhere to lay low for the next several hours.”
“I am all for that, but we don’t have tents. How do we camp without tents?”
I laugh as I look behind me at a befuddled Maddie. “We sleep on the ground. The trees offer a lot of cover. We take shifts sleeping.”
She grunts in exasperation. “Hate camping.”
“Then, don’t think of it as camping. Think of it as staying aliv
