Already a horrible bar-studier, I ditched my last day of PMBR to go on a camping trip with my two favorite guys: Jon and Dash. We headed up to the White Mountains for a short hike and overnight camp. Dash LOOOOVED it, and it was great to be able to have him off-leash for most of the hike. He also behaved very well in a small tent (once we got him in there) and slept the whole night. That's more than I can say for myself when I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about bears. I spent an hour devising bear-repellent methods (a camera flash to blind them, a torch made of a stick, my sock covered in bug spray, lit on fire - genius!) before finally falling back to sleep. Unfortunately, a night squashed between Jon and Dash AND three months pregnant was not very restful, and I was wicked sore the next morning. We actually went to bed around 8pm (nothing else to do!) and got up around 5 the next morning to hike out and have some delicious pancakes at Flapjack's. A perfectly lovely weekend!