marshmallows roasted on sticks. Then we got rid of all food items.
Where we are, on the western edge of Yellowstone, you must lock all
food up in your car - otherwise you end up with furry friends -
namely, grizzly bears. When the registering agent told me that, I told
her that my brother was the furriest friend I wanted anywhere near the
tent. She was amused.
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