Campsite is not mine...but a historian. When things get all serious, the modern stuff goes, what's left is a mostly 1820's woods camp with a few modern elements. Trust me, it's every bit as cold or hot as the weather allows. My friend that owns it owned a fort once upon a yarn'...he built it and it was the talk of the nation for abit. Nowadays, he's helpin this pilgrim gear up and is pushin' him out the door. I couldn't ask for a better pair of mentors. His wife has made more Period Correct gear then most anyone can imagine. And the Old Boar has built and ruminated about the days of Old Middle Maine, more then anyone....
Life is good....Pease, my friends....
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