On the second day of our grand adventure we traveled from McCloud, Northern California, to the dense and beautiful Deschutes National forest of Oregon.
We were the only ones on this well-maintained little road that winded through the forests and meadows of Oregon's natural wonders.
We managed to reserve a cabin on the drive. It was nestled in the huge trees. The perfect refuge.
We lit a fire to keep us warm and to create a second source of light because the cabin was nonelectric. It was quite cozy. That all changed as we found, flipping through the pages of the cabin log, the recurrence of mice activity at night. Specifically waking to a mouse in one campers hair. We all tucked in to the covers on the futon and all i could think about was a strange breed of mouse burrowing into my hair. And as the wee hours of the morning approached, a 6th inhabitant of the cabin made an appearance by moving through our food box. Before we knew it, our second night was over.
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