For the first time ever, I lead a camping trip into the mountains. My 1996 corrolla took us safetly through thunder, lightning, rain and mountain ranges to get us on 285 near Boreas Pass. We followed a state forest road to a beautiful campground on the edge of a valley. We set up my new tent, the Hobitat, had cozy camping chairs, some yummy food, and spent the evening looking out of pine trees into the misty mountains sharing stories and dreams. 
