From Camp Cuddlebug, to the beach, and finally to pitching one last tent inside the cabin, camping led to some of the best of times at CLT.

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Thanks to the Showerhead, the CLT4 had plenty of room to set up in the early days of CLT. With the arrival of Thrashy, we suddenly had a giant yard with which to work. Then in the summer of 2004 the gang moved to the beach where amenities gradually improved (the Charmglow, a screened-in porch, the Packers Tent) and many beautiful nights were spent under the stars with the riffles cascading like music. We used the aquifer for a refrigerator and the Cisco as our bathtub. Red, White and Poo served us well near the end. And when that first tent zipper was unzipped, each morning was like a miracle.

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