Scraping the moss with the hori-hori knives is lowkey relaxing though, ngl.

We've also built up a bit of a rapport with Gary the Satyr (we're on a first name basis now), and the little dude will jam out some Checkfield on his flute upon request (the forest weed he offered us really enhanced the experience, too).

First time was a little awkward, but by the third time, it's honestly a chill time, and a good excuse to get some nighttime hiking in. We don't even notice Gary's fully erect schlong anymore :)