Keeping Dry, Losing Mind August 24th, 2016

After a massive storm broke my tent pole up on Mt. Swansea, I was forced to seek natural shelter. Fortunately a hiking trail lead straight to what I learnt was an old copper mine. During my time underground, I also discovered that I wasn't alone and made chit-chat with the resident pack-rat who specialized in collecting large volumes of forest mushrooms which, sadly, I could not identify nor eat.

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