Possibly the worst nights' sleep of our lives. The wind blew the place unimpeded as we huddled together in our sleeping bags on a lumpy futon. At first light we got dressed, made coffee and decided to leave and cancel the rest of our stay.
This mushroom was along the trail. I wonder if it also tastes like ass.
We drove back into Kenora.
After a night in a rotten shack this was effing heaven. TV, free internet and breakfast, oh yeah.
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