★★★★★ Mount Buangor-area Boy Scouts
On a recent trip to Mount Buangor, someone or something entered The Paris End’s camp in the dead of night. We awoke to the sound of snapping twigs and froze in silent terror, pocket knife at the ready, as the sound drew closer to the tent (Big Agnes, Copper Spur Ultralight—highly recommended). Next, a series of ominous thumps.
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