Someone or something stole my breakfast. The second half of my beautiful fromage frais was gone in the night from right outside of my tent, just near my head. Whoever it was didn't like peaches or greengages, or bread, just my cheese.
I guess that I just failed Basic Camping 101 and some Gentleman of the River took his chance. But I will know better next time.
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