Missing

Sitting here at my camp at La Manche with a fire going I really realize I’m missing something.The fire was built with dried wood procured from the camp for the princely sum of $10. (Up in the Yukon they had a pile they couldn’t give away). The tinder was petroleum jelly soaked cotton balls. The spark from a magnesium fire steel.  I have everything, right? (I didn't even have to do things the hard way -- like gathering wood myself)The fire burning in the night, a little waterfall behind me, sipping some 12-year-old scotch… something is still missing.Ennie.<sigh/>

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