One tarp, two mates, and a fire that wouldn't quit.
No itinerary, no phone signal, one tarp strung between two trees. The best weekends are the ones you can describe in a sentence.
Camp clothing gets treated badly — smoke, dirt, sparks, and a night folded up as a pillow. Heavyweight fleece earns its place because it survives all of it.
The fire wouldn't quit, and neither did the yarns. That's the 'and that' part of the name.
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