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This happened to me and my gf
To set some context, I am an obsessive Beach Boys fan and have heard every single piece of recording from them, including bootlegs and studio takes. I have Pet Sounds framed on my wall, which contains the song "Sloop John B"
>gf has never been camping or hiking once in her entire life
>decide to throw her into the woodchipper
>drive for 10 miles on an old dirt logging road
>we hike deep in BLM backwoods in the skykomish area, go off trail about 2 miles
>I start bushwhacking and cutting into complete shrubbery and ducking under tree branches while crawling and straight up just standing onto of bushes
>finally after 20 minutes come to a small clearing with a big fucking tree, no way in or out
>set up camp at the base of the trunk, I till the earth to make it soft for us to lay on and remove rocks and dead roots and whatnot
>tarp for rain cover, lightweight folding table, tiny Coleman chair, pup tent, etc
>make coffee and smoke some weed
>clear night, no clouds, but cold
>we stay up late talking and hanging with my 22 lb dog that came with, it's a little after 2am
>listening to the sounds of owls, frogs, crickets, coyotes, fucking wildlife is going crazy, sounds amazing
>all of a sudden it fucking stops at the drop of a pin
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