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We warmed up to a good morning fire,

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Burn witch, burn!

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burn the hippy

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I think actually it is the log that is burning. Chris is in the BACKGROUND.

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ziplock bag aint gonna help you now

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Looks like Satan!!!

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whipped up a little breakfast stirfry,

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yummy.

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where's the A1

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You can't go wrong with an iron skillet, hot campfire, a some olive oil and a stir fry. Guerilla Gourmet.

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Where's the beef????

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that'd go good with some bacon and half a dozen egges

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and a dozen dunkins. -Red, obviously

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and some SPAM.

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packed up our bizarrely sprawling campsite and headed back down the rutted dirt road.

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slobs

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Is that a beer in your hand first thing in the morning?

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Man, it looks like an explosion! What did you eat? Beans!!!!

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A beer in the hand is worth two in the bush.

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It all got cleaned up and more. Guerilla Gourmets practice Guerilla Camping.

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Do you make Guerilla noises?

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I think it acutally was an explosion - remember how he said earlier that the sun fell on their camp? -dectective Red

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This must have been before the tide came in..

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did you mean two hands in the bush, or two beers? either would make a camp look this way

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The trip back to San Francisco was nice and easy, as trips outside The Donner Triangle tend to be. Chris even caught a few zzz's in the back of Vangie on the tedious and hot drive through the valley, lucky bastard.

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frozen hands?

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those aren't pillows....!!!

Glorious is wonderful to sleep in, I can vouch for that, I know becuase I sleep in her every night!!! Woo hoo - Red of the van

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Damn, there he is with his hands between his legs again!

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beer in the hand worth hand in the bush, here

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