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Well. Almost. I went to church camp for most of the day today. My grandfather, who is turning seventy (wow), had his birthday party there. It was actually kind of fun.. considering the five adults spent most of the day crammed on the 5x10 porch discussing the process of castrating a pig. Meanwhile, us 'kids' went for a walk. Well, it started out as a walk, which turned into a hike, which turned into an expedition. We decided to visit the lower half of the camp, which consists of a lake surrounded by woods. So, we walked passed the lake, passed the 'No Trespassing' signs (go figure), and into the deep, dark woods. The path was supposed to lead right to the back of my grandparents cabin (on the upper half), if my memory served me right. All was going well, and I was sure that we were going the right direction, when all of the sudden, the oldest of us whispered sarcastically, "Watch out for grizzly bears." Before I continue, let me just say, the youngest amongst us was a seven year old, who stopped in her tracks with a priceless look on her face. I didn't really believe that there were bears around the church camp.. but it hit me that last year there were some sightings. So. There we were. Surrounded by dark woods and, possibly, bears.
I wouldn't say I was scared.. more like nervous. There were alot more paths branching off then I remembered, and I wasn't sure if I was taking the right ones. I would have been fine if it wasn't for the bear comment. So, we continued with the seven year old clinging to us like a moist shower curtain. We heard noises a few yards up the path. What was it? A bear? A mountain troll? Or maybe some other hideous creature that eats naughty seven year olds? We were about to find out. Our mountain troll turned out to be a few more trespassers enjoying a stroll through hell - er - I mean woods. Our looks were, again, priceless. Well, we passed an Appliance Graveyard, a tinman, and a cowardly lion before I found what I was looking for - the overgrown, marshy path leading to the cabin. We walked a few more yards, only to join the adults' rivetting conversation. Stupid bears.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 11:37 PM