I saw the light

I had spent the day out on the peninsula that separates Humboldt Bay from the Pacific. Fog had started forming by the time I left, so I drove with the headlights on even though the sun hadn’t set. I found a good place to park in town and climbed into the back of the Rolling Steel Tent to make dinner. Then the van’s dome light blinked twice. Huh? What new electrical gremlin was that? But the…