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It's a chilly evening already, and I'm boiling water for tonight's add-water-to-bag meal Devil's Playground sunset completed, the tent is set up for the next two daysThumbnailsBicycle route from Baker to Devil's Playground campsite northwest of Old Dad MountainDevil's Playground sunset completed, the tent is set up for the next two daysThumbnailsBicycle route from Baker to Devil's Playground campsite northwest of Old Dad MountainDevil's Playground sunset completed, the tent is set up for the next two daysThumbnailsBicycle route from Baker to Devil's Playground campsite northwest of Old Dad MountainDevil's Playground sunset completed, the tent is set up for the next two daysThumbnailsBicycle route from Baker to Devil's Playground campsite northwest of Old Dad MountainDevil's Playground sunset completed, the tent is set up for the next two daysThumbnailsBicycle route from Baker to Devil's Playground campsite northwest of Old Dad Mountain

Supper is Mountain House Sweet and Sour Pork. Yum. Followed by a few swigs of Presidente brandy for dessert. As the evening progresses, I add a few extra layers of clothing: long underwear, sweat pants, a sweat shirt and a hooded sweater.

I curl up in my sleeping bag wearing all these items hoping to stay reasonably warm in the 40-degree weather. The lights of Baker twinkle in the distance, but all is quiet out here, not a soul around but me. I step outside the tent a few times during the evening to enjoy the silence and stare at the hundreds of stars in the clear night sky, under the light of a waxing half-full moon.