The mystery of where along the ocean’s horizon the December moon would rise gripped the twelve of us up here this afternoon. It was more to the east than I expected. Ten left and now Tenzing and I are here with mats and pads in the lean-to, after consuming grilled fresh homemade kielbasa, rolls, and Gritty’s Christmas Ale. Hot drinks and Brad Bars for dessert. We’re very blessed to be here now.