I stayed over Sunday night and had the place mostly to myself. The stars were very bright, not much light pollution. Lots of birds but no squirrels or anything else with fur. Fortunately there was no banjo music in the distance...

Mr. Ernie stopped by to check on me, and give me the combination to the gate so I could let myself out Monday morning. In fact he gave me two combinations but neither was correct. However, a friendly soul wandered by who had yet another combination that did work. Still, I wandered around for an hour, back tracking for twenty miles before seeing familiar surroundings. I-85 never looked so good!

I'm already making plans for next year!

[Planning note: check combination to gate.]