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We’ve been back in Portland for a couple of days but I still occasionally catch a trace of some lingering smoke from the endless campfires we enjoyed. Most notably, my camera bag and my actual camera! Every time I push a memory card into a slot I get a whiff of campfire and I’m right back there on the upper Clackamas River. 

If we weren’t hiking or cooking or laughing in our campsite we were stacking rocks by the edge of the river. Our cairns weren’t built to mark paths or honor fallen comrades but they brought us joy every time we walked down to the water and found them still standing.

Preparing to camp can take some work and the unpacking and laundry that follow is part of the deal. But the memories made and the time spent together out in the wilderness is priceless. 

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