Into the wide green yonder

Saturday, August 19, 2006

While walking down the hill into Crosslands we heard a strange and aggressive chanting coming from a building we had not noticed before. Was it a Chritian youth camp? Satansits? Women's Power group? We never found out, but it was quite surreal being three lonely walkers in the dark listening to a large group of chanting wierdos.
After being blinded several times by Ren and me turning to face him while he was talking, Mike's mood began to deflate a little. Fortunately, Ren helped him get his Camelback working and he was happy again. Perhaps there was more than water in there. Posted by Picasa


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