Monday, 6 October 2014

Blog #1



Camping blog



            There are not many things that are more fun than going on a camping trip. Just some time away from the busy city life and some time in the real world. For me I have had some crazy memories to recall upon from my camping experiences. Like for example, there was this one camping trip from about nine or eight years ago that occurred in about late august late august just before school started. The camping trip featured my family members plus my cousins and both sides rented some RVs. Then finally there was one night where we were sitting by the fire, and it starts to get a bit brisk out so I am wrapped in a blanket right by the fire. My cousin and me are sipping on some hot chocolate when my cousin says hey lets go for a walk. So my cousin and me are just hiking through the grounds until we come across a field that just so happened to be loaded with a bunch of cows. I then notice my cousin pick up a stick off the ground and confused, I ask what might he be doing with a stick. He then tells me that we might as well go and whack the cows with sticks. Being very young at the time, my youthful ignorance tells me that hitting the cows with a stick is the best thing we could do at that point. So we are walking cautiously towards the cows and we find ourselves about a foot away from this one cow that is just planted in the place where it is standing. I glance at my cousin to see what he was about to do and he lets out a deep breath. So he winds up and gives this cow one really good lick with the stick in his hand. Nothing happened al the cow does is turn around and look at us with one of those blank cow stares. Expecting something better my cousin takes a few more hard shots at the cow till finally it turns around. The cow went from blank stare to full on rage face. Scared out of our young minds we scream and start booking it back to where the RVs were parked, until we end up accidently finding ourselves at the lake. We took a second to enjoy the peace and quiet of the lake in the night when my cousin, oblivious as he is, decides to push me into the brisk water. Out of anger I grab him and push him back in with me and we ended up going at it hard in the lake. Finally we are tired and we head back to camp knowing we had a lot of explaining to do.

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