An Unforgettable Weekend at Raystown Lake
Two years ago was my first ever cabin camping experience. Before that, I enjoyed staying at home and every once in a while I would take a hike with my father. I mainly felt that the outdoors was a place that I would only like to travel to on occasion, instead of being a place that drew me in. As a result of these prior thoughts, I became anxious at the thought of traveling to a campground nearby Raystown Lake. The week leading up to it, that’s all I could think about. When I would eat, I thought camping. When I would relax, or make the attempt to do so, I thought camping. It also did not help that while I did research on Raystown Lake, I found out about the many deaths that occurred there. The fact …show more content…
This time, he was also bringing us along since he and my father decided it would be a good experience for all of us. After meeting him at his house, we helped him and his children finish loading all of their equipment into their car. They had an abundance of items to pack in, so much so that it all could barely fit into his trunk, but we made it work. I helped to load a few fluffy pillows and extra blankets for all of us in his car. After that, my father agreed to follow Larry down to Raystown in order to avoid becoming lost. We then began our journey to the campsite and also my journey for the pursuit of …show more content…
As I began to slowly open it, the sharp creakiness of the hinge grew louder. Just as I had fully opened the lid of the box, “whish!!” A rodent of some sort flew across the pile of wood in the box, and I slammed the lid shut and ran inside. I then took the remainder of mine and my father’s bags to the upstairs loft area while still trembling.
The rest of the night was very peaceful for everyone. We ate some delicious tasting pizza from a local pizzeria and relaxed by playing some board games and socializing. It was the end to the day of traveling and settling in to the brand new environment. After the first day, I still remained a little uneasy about camping in the outdoors, but it was almost starting to grow on me. It seemed to be a very natural type of growth, one of human nature.
“Good night,” said my
Two years ago was my first ever cabin camping experience. Before that, I enjoyed staying at home and every once in a while I would take a hike with my father. I mainly felt that the outdoors was a place that I would only like to travel to on occasion, instead of being a place that drew me in. As a result of these prior thoughts, I became anxious at the thought of traveling to a campground nearby Raystown Lake. The week leading up to it, that’s all I could think about. When I would eat, I thought camping. When I would relax, or make the attempt to do so, I thought camping. It also did not help that while I did research on Raystown Lake, I found out about the many deaths that occurred there. The fact …show more content…
This time, he was also bringing us along since he and my father decided it would be a good experience for all of us. After meeting him at his house, we helped him and his children finish loading all of their equipment into their car. They had an abundance of items to pack in, so much so that it all could barely fit into his trunk, but we made it work. I helped to load a few fluffy pillows and extra blankets for all of us in his car. After that, my father agreed to follow Larry down to Raystown in order to avoid becoming lost. We then began our journey to the campsite and also my journey for the pursuit of …show more content…
As I began to slowly open it, the sharp creakiness of the hinge grew louder. Just as I had fully opened the lid of the box, “whish!!” A rodent of some sort flew across the pile of wood in the box, and I slammed the lid shut and ran inside. I then took the remainder of mine and my father’s bags to the upstairs loft area while still trembling.
The rest of the night was very peaceful for everyone. We ate some delicious tasting pizza from a local pizzeria and relaxed by playing some board games and socializing. It was the end to the day of traveling and settling in to the brand new environment. After the first day, I still remained a little uneasy about camping in the outdoors, but it was almost starting to grow on me. It seemed to be a very natural type of growth, one of human nature.
“Good night,” said my