Memories of misery

[This dialogue between my friend Rand Schenck and me began at our Ocracoke campsite in May, and was further imagined. While I initiated this discussion, Rand come up with the phrase “memories of misery”.]

 

Bob: We barely avoided the possibility of setting up our tent in the downpour of Tropical Storm Ana by one day. The Outer Banks reminds me of several trips  Continue reading