Thursday, May 26, 2011

Not your Momma's privy...

It was a miserable weekend on the Quehanna Trail in Pennsylvania. We literally experienced all four seasons in less than 24 hours. It was cold and we were wet, tired and hungry. The last night we were searching for the perfect place to camp and we finally found it. Over a little bank and next to a creek. The most unexpected bit of happiness shined upon us as we stealth camped in the backcountry...in the wilds...in the back yard of some poor hunter who was out of town.

This privy was a most welcome sight and most importantly, it was unlocked and it had toilet paper. We were desperate. The trailgaritas and bouncing booze had really taken a toll. We needed this reprieve. We needed this privy to save us from ourselves.

An oasis.
How do you show gratitude to the owners? We thought a nice lilac seat cover and lavender candle would be delightful in this privy. A return trip to this location would be necessary to achieve this. That meant at some point, someone in this group would need to return to the scene of the crime.

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