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We ended the day in giant rolling hills that hours earlier had been only abstractions on the horizon. A brief afternoon rainstorm left the sky in shambles. Fresh streams tumbled down under snowbanks and above tundra hillsides. We found a flat area, and had no trouble falling asleep in the ever-present light.
The blue "bag" in this photo is my pack cover, blowing dry in the wind..
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