It wasn’t until The Riley Store that I remembered I hadn’t brought my sleeping bag. That’s a pretty significant omission. It doesn’t inspire your team very much with your level of expertise and camping experience so I didn’t make a big deal about it. Unfortunately, with the Riley store situated in the middle of nowhere, everything in it fell under the heading of rare or endangered and therefore everything was exponentially more expensive then, say, if I bought it on sale at Bi-mart. Besides, we were entering the heat of the day, and just how cold can it get at night in the desert anyway? So with a sense of unwarranted pride and denial, I managed to repress this issue until night had fallen and it came time to unro ll my sleeping bag. My first idea was to put on all the clothes I had packed and hope my tent could make up the difference, but it wasn’t long before I found I was shivering. The way my tent is constructed, the rain-fly acts as the roof and it’...
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