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A blue tent sits on soft sand under sea grape and mangrove trees, with calm bay water peeking through the leaves. The morning feels cool and misty, with gentle gray light and quiet air. An axe rests in a worn stump, while trekking poles and a can of bear spray wait nearby. A lone bird glides above the campsite.

A blue tent sits on soft sand under sea grape and mangrove trees, with calm bay water peeking through the leaves. The morning feels cool and misty, with gentle gray light and quiet air. An axe rests in a worn stump, while trekking poles and a can of bear spray wait nearby. A lone bird glides above the campsite.