My third time camped out here. The big old oak tree doesn't provide much shade early in the day, but later, it's very nice to have as a neighbour when the sun is frying everything else around.
I'm starving after yesterday's exertion, so I eat a lot for breakfast: one Mountain House Beef Stew backpacker's meal (my favourite, and it "serves two") and one Zen Bakery cinnamon roll.
A few pieces of dried carrot and potato escape the meal pouch and fall to the ground, almost instantly attracting the attention of a yellowjacket passing by. Mr. or Ms. Yellowjacket really seems to like the sauce powder clinging to the bits of dried vegetables and hangs around for a while.
As someone who is very allergic to yellowjacket venom, I keep a close eye on this. As soon as the cost is clear, I clean up the five or six vegetable pieces.