Mount Pisgah Day 7

There was yet more rain on Saturday, but it is not getting me down.

I am sharing my campsite with a friend, although I have not met my new friend. I set up my tent on the nice tent platform supplied by the National Park Service. It is four landscaping ties forming a raised square filled with blue stone and gravel. I didn't notice any animal holes in the area when I set up my tent, but afterwards, there was an obvious two-inch hole right in front of my tent. Later the hole disappeared, and then it appeared again.



Now you see it...

... now you don't.

I finally figured out that my neighbor was covering the entrance to his home by covering the hole with carefully placed stones. That was reassuring because I could not imaging a rattlesnake having the dexterity to close his door so carefully. It's hard to imaging a chipmunk doing that either, but that's who I imagine is doing all this midnight landscape engineering.

I've taken to speaking to him as I go in and out of my door, but I have not seen him yet. I have seen a few chipmunks around the campsite, so I figure he it must be one of those. I sure do admire his or her dexterity.

I managed to do another half-hour run between rainstorms this afternoon, and it felt wonderful, as usual.