Semi-quiet night
A door or two. A young camper, who was slow to leave. Somebody took his backpack, which he had left on the Harvard upper entryway. I met him on the Seneca entryway, looking for all his stuff. I explained that the other entryway looked the same, and sure enough that was where he had camped. Without his backpack, he had an obviously hard time getting his stuff together and leaving. He had a friend nearby. I gave him a ROAR guide, and finally (after 45 minutes or so of futzing around), watched him depart.

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