Alan pries himself free from sleep and a big, hungry, blue tent.
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Who knows what Alan is up to now, but he most certainly didn't kick Amelia.
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Amelia is more successful at escaping the tent.
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Cape Lookout Campground beach, just beyond a small rock retaining wall
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Breakfast time at Camp Nasachat
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Alan helps with the packing.
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Clare helps even more with the packing.
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The campsite in question, looking to the west.
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The car obscures the larger tent, looking to the east.
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Clare slept all by herself in her brother's tent,
which is too bad because she missed out on the mad partying and
otherworldly orgies in the big tent.
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Lea, toweled up and ready to go
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Lea and Alan snuggle at a windy viewpoint along Highway 101.
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An overgrown stump (nurse stump?)
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The view south from the viewpoint
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Amelia, Lea, and Clare at the viewpoint
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Sarah snacks in camp Sunday morning.
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Bits of tree and bits of bush all twisted together next to the camp.
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Twisty roots and shadows near camp.
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