Welcome, spring.

In honor of the first day of spring on Friday (well, not actually in honor of, it was more correlation than causation), I went camping with some friends up in the "mountains" by the Georgia/North Carolina border. The official season change was a significant psychological barrier for me, though, as I don't really comprehend the idea of winter camping.

In reality that one day made little difference, it was still 28 degrees overnight (I checked). Yes, I voluntarily slept in a tent in 28 degree weather (in my defense, weather.com predicted 34). I slept in two layers of clothing, plus warm socks, plus a hoodie, plus a 0 degree mummy bag, plus two extra blankets. Overkill, you might think. But, I was just about right. Maybe a bit on the chilly side a couple times during the night when the blankets slid off.

This is why I do not camp in winter. Welcome, spring.

(Also, apologies for no pictures.  My camera battery was dead.  I blame the sub-freezing temperature.)