It didn't rain at all that night. Probably only because we had purchased and put up a new tent. Whatever the reason, it was lovely.
The Asst. Zookeeper had packed his dutch oven for the trip. The night before, he had made fresh biscuits to go with dinner. For breakfast, he made cinnamon rolls. It was awesome!
We packed up camp around lunch time and headed back to the truck. It took us several hours to paddle back because on the oncoming wind, but it was still a great day.
As we were driving home, we were laughing about our poor sense of direction on the way to Kinzua in the first place. We found where we should have caught 119 in Indiana. As we were laughing about this, the Asst. Zookeeper turned the WRONG WAY and took us in towards Indiana instead of towards Johnstown. He didn't realize he had done it until I read one of the "Home of Jimmy Stewart" signs. What a trip!
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