Which is on the lee side of the oncoming wind storm.
And is freshly renovated.
And within 50 *horizontal* yards of the spring.
And unoccupied by other travelers, though a place of interest for chatty tent campers farther up the hill (because, on the way to the spring, also the privy).
One of whom insisted that I share some of the Bud Light he and his airline flight attendant girlfriend were packing.