End of day Three.

Outside the tent the thunder is rolling across the mountain. There is the lightest rain tapping on the roof and the occasional bright flash of lightning. Dane fell asleep mercifully fast. His biggest worry is bears and then coyotes. Hopefully the noise of the wind and storm will cover up the sounds of critters passing the tent in the night.
Just as I typed that the wind picked up and whipped the sides of the tent into a frenzy. I really do not want to get wet tonight.