Sat May 31, 2014 @ 05:43

Breakfast at Dismal Falls. We had thought yesterday that we might camp here. I'm glad we didn't there, it looked like a party scene when we arrived this morning. When trail camping spots are so close to road crossings, and in this case, a store selling alcohol, camping can get kind of wild.

Last night was really hot in the tent and I woke up in the middle of the night feeling terribly claustrophobic and hot. (The Hilliberg doesn't have the greatest airflow). So I stepped out of the tent to get some fresh air and the whole hillside, field and grass where we were camping was lit up with fireflies. It was unreal. Living in the north I've never seen anything like this before. It was like a Thomas Kincade painting, but real.