A week of camping and adventuring with the Fox in mid-August. Highlights included Halfway Log Dump, The Grotto, and cheese. I walked across a white rock beach and down through caves that made my heart pound in my throat. The nights were so cold we slept with three layers on, in sleeping bags and with blankets. We went tubing through rapids. I cooked dinner every night like I was a hybrid mix of Gordon Ramsay and Les Stroud. We ate Beaver Tails. And against all odds, I made a fire.