And there will be wind with stiff gusts. "A blustery night," he promises.
We'll see about that. I've camped through some pretty rough weather so I think I'm prepared.
In the meantime, I'm smoking a rack of ribs for dinner. Alderwood, mostly.
UPDATE, Wednesday morning. Naw, it was a quiet night. 38 degrees in the van when I woke up. Slept warmly under two down comforters. Ciosette Cat tried to sleep on my neck at one point. "Gack, gack -- hey, get off!"
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