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My son likes to tell a story from his last summer at camp.

They used a trailless map to find a lake none had ever been to before and

After hours of hiking in the sun, through the bugs and bush

They turned back, not having found the lake.

When they made it back to camp it was supper time and they were exhausted.

Mom, he says, that was the best day.

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