We stopped to see my Grandmother in Arkansas, then camped two nights along the Buffalo National River, an un-dammed river designated as a national park. While the days offered perfect weather, the second night we went to bed with views of far-off lightning, and awoke at midnight to a full-fledged thunderstorm that again tested our tent. We made it through dry this time, thankfully :)
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looks like 30 years ago at Willy Wolli... slug lurking in the water
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