So no one busted us last night and the sky stayed clear and the moon shine bright. We slept with the rain fly off, discovered another pretty big tear in my tent. Shoot.
We are up and goin this morning, trying to make it to the state park to fill up bottles and make breakfast.
Beyonce no only has effed up gears, her back tire is flat.
We just biked 200 yards and found the place we were supposed to camp.
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