back at the watering hole

having exhausted ourselves (but by no means all the trails) at glen helen, we of course adjourned to our usual haunt, ye olde haunted trail tavern, for some liquid and other refreshment.  lots of friendly ghosts there.   on the way home, the clouds were strangely fluffy, or was that my brain?

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