I met Jess and Steph in the morning and we began our long drive south to Roanoke. We stopped along the way at a nice park to have a picnic lunch. For the first time, and many, many, many subsequent times on the way down, I heard "Call Me Maybe" on the radio. That's what happens when the radio is on.
Once we got there we went to the nearest grocery store to get camping supplies. Only the essentials.
We got back to the campsite we started a fire to cook some sausages. Finding sticks sturdy enough was the hardest part, but once they were cooked we feasted! And it was good.
We explored the park we were staying in for a while, walking around the trails and up the nearby hills looking for firewood for later.
We found a hike nearby that we had to drive to. We were looking for a good sunset view. We drove to a strange area, parked, and walked for another mile or so down a path that was overgrown in places and seemed to lead nowhere. We found no good vantage point for sunset and had to head back down the boring trail.
When we got back to camp we got a fire going and Steph and I decided to sneak into the swimming pool for a night swim. We had fun in the pool, but once we got out it was freezing so we rushed back to the fire to warm and dry ourselves.
It was a great day of fun and we sardined into my tent for the night. Not too much rolling around allowed.
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