Private to the guy who sent me those Ozark Trail flashlights…

Okay, the stick flashlight is in a handy drawer, but the headlight has earned a more honorable place on the wall.

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Came down the ladder at quarter after six this morning, tried to put some water on for coffee and got no hiss from the stove burner. (sigh) which meant I had to go out in the dark (the only time the stove ever seems to run out of propane) to change bottles. This is a two-handed job I normally do with my belt flashlight stuck in my mouth.

I never really paid any attention to headlights before. Honestly (I’m from Michigan, as I may have mentioned) I think of them as a thing for jacklighting deer. But this one has made itself quite handy when I’m inside and know I have to go do something outside in the dark. So thanks again!

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To the stake with the heretic!