I blame youth, but maybe it was bad luck.

On Friday, October 13, 2000, there was a full moon. Some friends and I were lost in the woods, on our way to a campground in Allegheny National Forest. We were on Route 666.

Midnight came and nothing happened.

Then again, we found our site so late that I had to cook in the dark while my friends pitched my tent in the rain. After the grease splashed onto my hand, I was too busy tending to my burn to notice that my friends didn’t know what to do with the rain fly.

The pool of freezing rain that accumulated in our tent that night felt good on my burn, but nothing else felt good. Maybe we should stay indoors today.

Thanks for all the birthday media.

People kept insisting that I have a good birthday, so thanks to DJ Lunchbox for dinner, to Woozle for the wine, and to The Long Time Darlings and The Harlan Twins for the birthday beer and cake.

Thanks to my parents for the Coleman Classic 2-Burner Stove that I was always meant to have, and to G for the Pinnacle Dualist that continues to impress me. But mostly, thanks for camping in the rain and enjoying it.

Cedar Point 2011

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I’m done resting now.