It had been a clear night, so I didn’t bother with the rainfly and was able to watch the stars through lightly shifting trees as I fell asleep. In fact I slept quite well…Until I was awoken at 4am by truck noise, since I-94 was only a mile away from the campground.
This Sunday had a slow start. I spent most of the morning creating the Day 1 post while seated on an outdoor patio of a nice little coffee shop in Ohio City, Cleveland. A neurotic composer named Isaac who was dressed all in white was seated next to me writing a symphony in a nice,…