We made it through a long, cold night. During breakfast, Caesar pulled off his collar and leash, and lead Nick on a mile long chase, good exercise for both of them. Unfortunately, Nick's beloved pocketknife fell out of his pocket somewhere along the trail as he chased Caesar through the woods. The kids loved playing on the camp playground with all of the children. Ending the morning with nutella s'mores made camping seem a little less miserable, but it was still just about the worst night ever. We road home comfortably in the car, to our nice warm beds at home.
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