And by that morning, Mohawk Mike was never seen again. Blown away in the wind is what they say...
That night was crazy. Silvertaco had a new huge tent that he had to trash. My tent tore at the seam. my brother-in-law and I had to hold up the tent from the inside cause it was hitting our face. fire embers put holes in our tents and sleeping bags. james tent is the only one that went undamaged.