Surviving concentrated methane and catching fish.
Morning came and I woke with my head sticking out of the door of the tent. Oh, what a night. Ed, half bombed, fell asleep fast,but his colon didn't. I wouldn't be surpriced if he kept the whole campground up half the night. I made a mental note to talk to Ed about seeing a proctologist. I shook off... Sign in to see full entry.