The trails were still mushy in the middle after the snow melt, requiring some maneuvering to avoid muddy wet shoes. Seemed like a good idea on this hot day in early spring, but Joan and Sandy were regretting their decision to check out the party spot in the bush. The clearing was in good shape; big logs along four sides for benches and charred wood still in the firepit. In the stream nearby they even found some bottles of beer. Slightly skunky but, incredibly, still drinkable. As they settled in, Elliot and Witch Doctor showed up. Party season had begun.
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