After 39 frigid miles we are at the Kenaston Campground for the night. We waited until checkout time to leave the motel, but it was still only 36 degrees and, of course, the wind was in our face - out of the north. It is calm now and we are sitting in the last of the sun. There wasn't room for old blue and big red in the tiny motel room last night so they had to sit outside in the rain and snow.