Camping with dad

Date: 10/9/2020

By Lazy

We slept in a tent and the next morning I went up a trail. There was a weird fork in the trail but I just cautiously stepped forward to see what was going on before actually walking up it. I wasn’t with dad yet, he wasn’t there when I woke up but I didn’t seem worried about it. Down the trail was like a classic Canadian park outhouse stall but I heard running water like a shower, and I assumed dad was in there, only briefly pausing to think what if that’s a stranger. Everything around that shower stall was beautiful. The intricate wooden walkways seemed like old and creaky but when you stepped on them they were structurally sound, there was a lake straight out and a river under a bridge to the right. Before the lake, there was a little lower dip by a tree I went to check out and a deer ran dangerously close past me. I ended up talking to it a little and it said it ran so fast because there were onions nearby?????? I took a couple videos for my Instagram story and then under the bridge my dad and I think uncle Adam were there. Dad told me about this pretty purple flower and how if you see wilted or dying parts of it just throw it in a campfire (an unlit one was by that part with the deer) then more will grow, but he decided not to do it to that one because all parts of it seemed intact.