Sunday, April 8, 2007
With the rain trickling down through the evergreens, puddles began to form about our feet. At first we could save our sleepingbags from getting too soggy by moving into the common curled-up fetal position. But as the rain persisted, and the puddles grew, we were forced out of our tent. We stood there for a time, unwilling to begin breaking down camp. Eventually we had the car packed, and went for coffee in Cannon Beach.
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