8/07/2001 - Home Sweet Home

I know this crew, and I know how things work with them. With that in mind, I convinced Spitfire to let me drive her rig out of there first thing in the morning. She, Desert Fox and I slipped out before anyone else was even awake, with the exception of Straight Flush. We stopped on the way to take a much-needed cleansing in a lake off the highway, but otherwise made good time coming home.

Upon our return, I had the place to myself and reveled in my solitude. I probably spent an hour washing my hair alone. Short-Fuze showed up several hours later wishing he had left with us, and everyone else showed up an hour or two after him, shortly after dark. Roughly seven hours after I got home.

Triumphant and exhausted, everyone showered and relaxed in what seemed for a short time like the lap of luxury. Tomorrow is a down day. Good golly miss molly do we need it.

Photo Addendum - Muskrat, Straight-Flush and Short-Fuze attempt to shield themselves from the sand.

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