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Only 50 miles to travel today. That should be easy for those of us who didn’t stay out too late consuming adult beverages while cavorting with raucous crowds at the most popular Alexandria establishments last night. If I was true to form, the desire for a full night’s sleep had me tucked in just about the time mosquitos took over the air space.

I’m usually sleeping hard enough by the time late-comers return that I don’t even hear the tent zippers opening and closing. Sometimes I hear when someone trips over a rainfly guy-wire. Mind you, that happens whether or not the person has been imbibing freely –day or night.

I look forward to finding what is in store for us in Morris.

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