It's only (yes, I said "only") 59 degrees. Quiet, lovely evening.
My day started out so awesome - did my morning site update and checked for that villainous litter. Returned to my site and had leftover lasagna for lunch. Walked Sulty, then went back to the campground to clean bathrooms. I was rudely interrupted by a man who was in some kind of distress. I left but listened to groose, horrible chocking, gasping, barfing, ect sounds. It was horribly scary. I didn't know if I should go in and rescue him or just wait. I waited and when he came out asked him if he was okay - he said no - I asked him if I should call an ambulance and he said no. He couldnt even find his campsite. I told the rangers about his problem and they are keeping in contact with him.
He was like a hermit - dirty, smelly, just really repulsive. They didn't warn me about things like this. I am so worried about him.
More grossu stuff - the hot dogs I bought at Walmart were so full of fat they fell off the stick. Disgusting. The rest of them are in the garbage. Nasty.
I think you should consider getting a can of pepper spray & keeping it in your pocket just in case.
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