who knew it got so fucking cold a mere 6000 feet up from sunny sandy eggo? needless to say, mr buddy's excellent fire making skills were missed.
highlight of the trip, other than the hike through the meadow whilst being snowed upon?
s'mores made with not graham crackers, but pop-tarts. a sugary sweet strawberry flavored transcendental experience not easily forgotten...
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