Camping, the Perfect Remedy for Stress
Going camping with my family is an incredible experience. At thirteen, and with
summerin full bloom, I would count the days till we would leave. All of the excitement
startsone week before we actually go. Packing, arranging, and re-arranging fillsthe week. We need to make sure there is plenty of food and the basic essentials, like
shelter, water, and wood.
Once it is time to go, my two brothers, two sisters, and I all pile into our
’79 Ford pickup. On our way to the snowcapped mountains, we play games like license
plateA, B, C and the fifty states game. We discuss old times that we have had, and tell
new jokes that we have heard. Some of my siblings sleep, but I amtoo excited. Aside from the games, the passing forest and waterfalls keep my attention.
When we finally arrive,it is like we never left. The mountains, trees, and twigs
areall in their proper place. The river is running as smooth as glass. All the animals are
curiouslywatching the new arrivals in their territory. The sun is at high noon, and we are
all in great spirits. The campsite islittered with trees and organized by nature. Large
rocks surround the fire pit,and pine needles carpet the ground. My dad, mother, brothers,
sisters, and I start to unload our gear. It seems like it is taking us forever, and each one of
us has a job to do. Melaina, my older sister, and I set our tents up next to each other, so
that we don’t get scared. Next the lanterns are being set up, and the fire pit stocked with
wood. Finally! All five tents are set up, and camp is ready!
Then we all settle down to listen to my dad explain the scavenger hunt he has in mind. He says, “Each of you will have a list of ten things, consisting of pine-cones, nails, rubber bands, pop tabs,and many more objects. Each item is in a different order on each list.” As he was talking, I grew more and more excited about this hunt. He continued by...