Rain is pouring down outside and winter hasn’t been defeated yet, but all I can think of is warm summer days and cool mountain nights.  What is it about this time of year that stokes the hunger for camping and the mountains? Along about February and March I start dreaming of getting away into the deep woods alongside tranquil lakes and rocky crags with nothing but a pack on my back and a tent separating me from crisp night air. So much so that I drive myself crazy. I think about it. I read blogs about it. Dream about it. I spend hours planning and making lists, checking them twice.

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