In which our heroes, having made it through several wet and tempestuous nights, decide that the time has come to pack up their tent and embark on the homeward journey - much to the delight of their eldest children.
We took a different set of highways and interstates home, because Caleb wanted to stop at Chimney Rock.
Elise enjoyed running up and down the deserted sidewalks - until she took two face-plants in a row. Poor little nipper.
Looking back, maybe stopping that close to nap time wasn't the brightest idea we've ever had.