my camping trip
It was the summer before school of 2000. I was about to enter my sophomore year of high school when my life was changed forever. I never could have imagined what happened during that final weekend before school.
My best friend Dylan since the first grade and I decided we should do something adventurous before the start of school. The only problem was what we should do. The regular group of friends didn't like to do anything except play videogames and watch movies, but Dylan and I liked to do wild and crazy things sometimes. We enjoyed rock climbing and water skiing, but our friends never got involved with things of that sort. Now, Dylan and I liked video games and movies, but this summer we wanted to do something exiting.
As the first day of school was getting near, a senior at my school named Dave said to me, "Hey, you and Dylan want to come along on a camping trip with some of my friends. I immediately shouted out, "Yes, we sure would! I knew this was it, so I called Dylan right away and said, "Guess where we are going this weekend? and he said, "where? By the sound of his voice, I could tell that he was puzzled but yet very exited. So, I to also got excited.
There is nothing worse than thinking that you could have a zillion bugs crawling around underneath you, and you wouldn't even know it. There is also nothing worse than hearing the short, high pitched screech of a black furious bat flying above your head. One could possibly experience both of these two things while camping out in the wilderness. My first experience camping was when I was 8 years old, with my favorite Grandfather Al. He really had me convinced that I was going to have the best time of my life on this camping trip. We would fish, swim, barbecue, hunt, and many more "fun things. Going camping is something that everyone needs to experience at least once in their life. This particular camping trip was one I will never forget.
The tent my grandfather brought along should have
My best friend Dylan since the first grade and I decided we should do something adventurous before the start of school. The only problem was what we should do. The regular group of friends didn't like to do anything except play videogames and watch movies, but Dylan and I liked to do wild and crazy things sometimes. We enjoyed rock climbing and water skiing, but our friends never got involved with things of that sort. Now, Dylan and I liked video games and movies, but this summer we wanted to do something exiting.
As the first day of school was getting near, a senior at my school named Dave said to me, "Hey, you and Dylan want to come along on a camping trip with some of my friends. I immediately shouted out, "Yes, we sure would! I knew this was it, so I called Dylan right away and said, "Guess where we are going this weekend? and he said, "where? By the sound of his voice, I could tell that he was puzzled but yet very exited. So, I to also got excited.
There is nothing worse than thinking that you could have a zillion bugs crawling around underneath you, and you wouldn't even know it. There is also nothing worse than hearing the short, high pitched screech of a black furious bat flying above your head. One could possibly experience both of these two things while camping out in the wilderness. My first experience camping was when I was 8 years old, with my favorite Grandfather Al. He really had me convinced that I was going to have the best time of my life on this camping trip. We would fish, swim, barbecue, hunt, and many more "fun things. Going camping is something that everyone needs to experience at least once in their life. This particular camping trip was one I will never forget.
The tent my grandfather brought along should have