Some Experiences on Camping in Washington State
June 1st, 2010
Some of my favorite times camping where when I was 12 to 14 years old. My best friends and their dad took me on my first trip to the Olympic Mountains. It was late summer but right before we had to go back to school, so the weather was a little cold. My friends, all girls, were no girly girl chickens. We even baited our own hooks when we fished (with our carp fishing tackle), which considering the fact that I’d been fishing since I was 5, was no big deal. The best memory I have is of all of us scaring each other that a bear was near the potties and running back to our tent for our lives, laughing. After that we had marshmallows and then snuggled under the stars by the stream to tell ghost stories. On the way home, I begged them to take me with them whenever they went camping.
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