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The lure of Angle Tarn proved irresistible mid-afternoon when I’d had enough for the day. Initially looking at a higher pitch nearby in the hopes of getting sunset and sunrise, I eventually moved to right by the tarn itself, but sat and waited until a respectable time before putting the tent up. I spent much of the evening watching and listening to the Canada geese on the tarn itself.
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