As we were settling into a camp spot along the Tonsina River in Alaska one evening, I could hear crunching dry leaves in the nearby forest. We always kept a close eye on things in case a bear, wolf, or moose came into our camp area (it had previously happened), but in this case it turned out to be several little rabbits that were after the grass on the edge of our camp spot. That particular evening was really memorable for some reason. It was the first night in months were it actually got dark at night. We also shared our camp spot that night with a nice older French couple that had driven all the way from Tierra Del Fuego. Traveling is cool in the way it leaves you with so many unique memories.