Last week was my family camp out. There were some things that happened that I must write down! We were in the Uinta Mountains in Henry's Fork. Since my mom was in charge this year, we went up on Monday and stayed until Saturday.
On Monday we arrived and had to search for a camping spot, since the one we were planning on staying at had a bunch of people already camped out there. So we found this place that was back off the road and the trail that led to it was uphill, very rocky, and bumpy. So when my Aunt Jenae got there with her big old trailer, we weren't sure if it was going to make it over the bumps and the rocks. After a few tries and hitting the tail end on the dip off the side the road, we actually got it up the hill. After that everything went smoothly and we set up camp. That first night it was me, Mom, Dad, Mark, and Aunt Jenae in the camper. And surprisingly I was REALLY hot that night. I was in sleeping bag and my pj's, and outside it was really cold. Well the next day there was Uncle Ron who came driving up the hill but unfortunately his tire was hissing air and within a few minutes it was flat. So then all the boys helped him change his tire.
During that time I decided I needed to go to the bathroom and I was going to go into the forest and find a nice log. So I headed into the trees and kept walking, but a "nice log" was hard to find, so when I finally saw one that I liked I headed straight towards it, eyes focused on the log ahead of me. Suddenly I heard a
Hisss! and something out of the corner of my eye moving towards me. I screamed and jumped, as I turned to face the animal that was trying to attack me! I saw it was a small brownish-gray ground bird about the size of a chicken with a look that reminded me of a wild turkey. With my heart pounding now, I immediately thought, "Ok, I will kick it if it comes at me. I can defend myself." It hissed at me again, and moved towards me. "Stop! Go away!" I yelled and made large arm movements, but the bird wouldn't back down. Then I began to wonder "What is this bird doing!? Why is it standing up to me when I'm 10 times it's size?" Then I glanced up and saw something else moving behind it. Chicks. It was protecting it's babies. So I then turned and walked away knowing it would leave me alone. Honestly I was scared and my heart was pounding, which may seem stupid because it was a bird, but it was very unexpected. My mom had heard my yelling and come to see if I was still ok and I told her what happened, with me still shaky from the shock. Meanwhile I still needed to go to the bathroom and so we walked over to a different area. The problem was, while I was sitting there, flies, mosquitoes, and all other kinds of bugs swarmed me! It was all I could do to protect myself and I couldn't! Something bit me under my eye and it began swelling up. I got mosquito bites all over, and it was not fun! I finished as quickly as possible and left the scene.
One other fun thing I did was on Thursday. Me, Mark, and Dad went on a hike to Red Castle. We left at 6:40 AM and returned at 5:30 PM. The hike was 20 miles long and by the time we got back, our feet were all killing us.
We were able to see the beautiful Red Castle and Lower Lake, a lovely waterfall, forest, meadow, and our very own Todd and Matt Williams while on the way down the trail! They were camping around China Meadows and we met on the trail as if fate had brought our paths together! It was so strange but good to see our relatives. Todd was also able to tell us of a really good fishing spot at the State Line Dam.
The day after, Friday, we wanted to go to the fishing spot that Todd had told us about. The State Line Dam Inlet. Me, Mom, Dad and Mark went and hiked through the forest to get there. The bank was very muddy, in fact thats all it was pretty much. My mom was the first to catch a fish; She reeled it in, and it was a great big trout. We thought that was pretty cool. So I went up on this ledge overlooking the water. There was no mud up there. I cast in my line and got some nibbles, but no fish on the hook. So I tried again and decided to be more patient. It wasn't too long until my line was moving around, so I jerked and I caught a fish! I pulled it out of the water and it was a nice silver color that I hadn't seen before. Mark took the fish for me and noted that there was another hook lodged in its mouth. Hmmm, strange. So I went back on the ledge to catch another. I did the same thing as before, and caught another one. I noticed it's head looked odd, like there were scratches. Didn't think much of it, but when Mark saw it he noticed that there were what looked like scars on it's back too. Well, I thought it might be ok. Mark gutted it and told me that it's insides were yellow. Ok, now I'm really getting concerned. Should we keep it or not? Meanwhile my mom and dad and Mark caught a bunch of other fish. They were really biting up a storm and there was a lot of fish in there. When we were satisfied we took all our fish back, and after consulting with my fish guru Aunt Jenae, I decided to get rid of my scarred up, yellow fish. So I just kept my one silver fish.
After all of these adventures, I can say that my camping trip was fun and I enjoyed being able to have these fun times.