Have you ever camped in the snow? I have twice now, but this time I wore every piece of clothing I had with me, including my coat. Katrina and I went to Yellowstone in late May assuming the weather would be similar to Jackson: rainy. We also assumed our borrowed camping gear was winter rated: it wasn’t. It was one of the coldest nights of my life.
Clearly neither Katrina nor I were ever boy scouts: we were not prepared. Even still, I had so much fun. We laughed like fools crouching over our campfire (started with the Jackson phonebook from the car). We laughed even harder cuddling for warmth in the middle of the night. I’m smiling like a fool remembering that freezing night.