Sunday, August 12, 2018 - 12.90 miles The mouse was wonderfully well-behaved last night and didn't chew through anything. I didn't hear it exploring either, though the tree was raining on my tent whenever the wind blew, generating pattering noises that could have masked mousy footsteps. Perhaps the mouse got a whiff of my socks …
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