9:40
Just got back from the beverage run. Had to go pretty far to find Bushmills. picked up a big bottle, and a couple twelve packs, just in case. Time to drink!

6-30-91
last night was pretty fun. we drank the whiskey, and most of the beer around the campfire, and taking turns perching on a big log dubbed "the hot seat" due to being in the middle of the fire. we sang songs, and told tales. Once the whiskey was gone, xxx declared an emergency and broke out a bottle of Jagermeister. We drank that, and then it seemed like a good idea to head into the woods, to try and climb up to the top of the hill behind our camp. We actually made it, and the view was spectacular. we could hear coyotes,

so I gave a few good howls. The coyotes answered back, so we howled some more. after a while it became clear that the howls were getting close, and were coming from several directions. So we ran, slid, fell, and rolled back down to the camp. We stoked up the fire, dug out the remaining beers, and pushed on until about 3:30 when we ran out of wood, and no one was in condition to gather more. I zipped up and fell asleep in my parka pretty much in the dirt. Morning came too soon, but a new fire was built, coffee was made , and we had a breakfast that couldn't be beat. After that we broke camp around noon and started off for xxx's house for an afternoon pool-patio-BBQ-party. I lost the van for a while, but caught up with them at the on ramp to the freeway. Spending the day drinking by the pool was a great way to recuperate,