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It was the summer right after I graduated from high school.

A good friend and I decided to try our hand at camping.

We grew up in the Greater Los Angeles area, so our knowledge of the great outdoors was

nothing beyond the couple of years that we had in Cub Scouts of America when we were

in elementary school.

In other words, we had almost no idea what we were doing.

We packed a tent, a couple of sleeping bags, supplies, etc, and headed off in his car.

Note well too, I grew up in the 80s, so this is a time before the white prevalence of

cell phones and the existence of other portable and digital devices.

But we drove north on the 395 for about 6 hours, and then headed westward into the mountains

in the area of Inya Canyon.

The first mistake too was that we actually didn't plan on which place to camp, but we

just played it by ear, by ear, like fools.

The second mistake, we left in mid afternoon, and it was pitch black darkness when we arrived

in the general area.

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