Yes, people, we are back. In this one I headed out for what I jokingly called my “most dangerous, most death-defying stealth camp yet”… at the only Cracker Barrel in Minnesota. I called ahead first, and the manager told me they can’t say you can stay overnight because of city ordinance—so it’s one of those “we won’t necessarily run you off either” situations. That’s why I still call it a mild stealth camp, and yes, I can already hear the super ninja armchair stealth campers warming up in the comments. It was snowing, and by the time I got the truck locked down it was 19°F with a feels-like of 4°F—my fingers were frozen. I got tucked into my backseat setup, talked through a newer lighting option I’m testing (the LeTour magnetic rechargeable light bar), and ran my phone/tablet/GoPro off the VTOMAN 300 power bank. I also make a point to patronize the business if I’m using their lot—grabbed dinner, then breakfast the next morning. I slept great and stayed perfectly warm in my sleeping bag, even with highway road noise nearby. Morning was 16°F (feels like 7°F), and that VTOMAN 300 still performed in the cold. Then I went back in for a proper Cracker Barrel breakfast—real grits, turkey sausage, sunny-side-up eggs, pancakes (flat donuts, man), and biscuits and gravy—because we’re not starving on this trip.