Camping, Alaskan style
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Our cabin was awesome.
It had been refurbished since whatever hard-core, backwoods guy had built it, but the original frame was there. Skip got a fire going and I gladly traded my wet clothes for some new ones. We had steaks that were 2 inches thick and dripping juices into a sizzling fire. The smell was no doubt traveling for miles, and maybe making other mouths water besides just mine?
After the best meal I have ever had camping, morale slowly and steadily improved. There were only 2 bunk beds inside, so I made my bed on the smooth wooden benches of the picnic table. Hard, but after a day like today, I could have slept on nails.
Penang, Malaysia
