We spent the afternoon searching for shelter with little luck. I was loosing hope when I found Blake and Franco in another campsite, chatting it up with a family of yellow-bottomed brush spiders from boston, who incidentally forgot to bring tinfoil for the sweet potatoes they were about to grill. Being prepared we gave them a few feet of ours, and in return they were kind enough to spin us brand new tents for the night.
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