Big Plans, Big Bear

Well, folks. Under the guidance of a certain all-knowing Camp Dad, I did battle with the cold in Big Bear and I totally won. I'd also like to thank my Bromleigh peacoat, Pendleton wool flannel, and vintage fox fur, without which I'd have most certainly been chilly. Thanks, natural fibers, you guys rule. 

Not much else to say, I suppose, except that we camped, we drank, we explored, and we s'mored. Here are some photos.