It rained non-stop for 2 days, but we had a warm and sunny last day (my birthday). I awoke at 6 am to a text from Andy which read "I bet you didn't think you'd wake up in a tent on your 34th birthday?". Quite. It was 5 degrees at the point as the rain had cleared overnight and a heavy dew descended. It was, well, 'an experience', and in some, inexplicable if masochistic sense, enjoyable.
a 3 hour canoeing trek down river
My tent
A water dragon
sunrise on the last day
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