The first night we set up camp in a circular pattern by a creek. The air was crisp and cold and I remember listening to the wind rush through the long grass by the stream. It was beautiful. I went to bed early. It was cold and I remember just having the very top of my head sticking out of the sleeping bag. I woke out of a sound sleep. I was terrified. I remember thinking that I was "seeing" what must have been an animal, except there was no sound. It was that hour of the early morning when things are the quietest.

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