Every year my family goes to Hawley Lake as a tradition since the late seventies (way before I was born). Every time we go up there something interesting always happens. It could, like last year when I got lost in the forest with my cousin Alek. Like the time I started to chase a cow and then cows started to chase me. Every year is different. I know there hasn't been one time were I haven't been scared, lost, stranded, cut, or chased every time I go there but that is why I like it. I do stupid stuff purposely because that's what makes my trips at Hawley Lake extremely fun and exciting. I couldn't tell you about all the other years the story would turn into a book. So I will tell you about what happened this year or at least some.
This year had to be the least fun of all the years I came to Hawley Lake. The only reason why is that two of the coolest people (to me) couldn't come. It was still fun, just the least fun of the rest of the years. There were also many thing that had made this vacation like it was. The first one is that I was the only guy there. the only other males who were there were my nephew who was two and my cousin who was 3. My uncles and my tata (my grandfather) didn't come until the last three days and we were there for a week. We weren't in the same cabin we go in every year. the people who did the reservation messed up and we got the one right next to it, while these annoying people stayed in the one we were suppose to be in. Since there was no one for me to talk to, my daily routine was wake up at six o clock in the mourning and just walk around aimlessly in the forest. I ended up getting lost and found a perfect place for me to write, draw, read, or think.
On this trip all I did was get lost and on purpose too. All I had to say to my family was I'm going to get lost now, all they would say is “ok” or better be back before night. Every time before I would get lost I would walk around a lake called Earl Lake. It’s about a mile or two around. I would always stop half way and sit down to do whatever. This is were some of the cool stuff happened. I would sit in that spot for hours waiting to see what would happens next. The only reason I started to sit there in the first place is because I sat down to start writing and a wolf started to walk to me. When that happened I tried to take a picture of it but by the time I had my camera out it noticed me and ran. I was so excited so I knew I had to wait there to see what was going to come. Patience is what got me in trouble. Me waiting there being quiet, animals started getting use to me. the second day I saw a cub witch meant that there was a mama bear near by. Right when I saw that cub I froze I didn't know what to do. I knew if I scared that cub that I was dead meat, a very big play toy or delicious meal. when it went away I ran all the way back to the cabin. I was extremely scared out of my mind I also couldn't breathe from running so far and up and down hill. the rest of my visits at that spot were bear roars and bird fights.
In all my journeys of trying to get lost I only succeeded once. I knew the place way too well to get lost. So I went to place extremely far from any road or hiking trail. It was fresh forest that went to. There was no scratching on the trees, no trash, or anything. There was one thing though as I was walking through this forest if saw on the tree writing of someone who was lost it seemed like anyway. I first saw a tree that said “finally pay day” with the date of 1946. about four more miles following a series of marked trees that had dates and symbols on them. After those first four miles I saw writing that said “help me.” it is a good thing I’m a guy because when I saw that I had to go to the bathroom right then and there or else I would have peed in my pants. the next trees said a will and at the end of it said “this will be my grave I cannot find a way out of
these woods it is snowing it is too cold and this is the only thing keeping me sane and warm.” for last words to say I thought those had to be the most stupid last words I have ever seen only because I thought it was a joke at first. then I saw a coat and pants but no bones so I was relieved that it was fake or could've been at least. I didn't want to investigate that any longer. so I went another direction. One mile after that there was a cave and over the cave was a big and beautiful field with many wild life on it. I saw turkeys, cows, horses, and a pack of wolves trying to sneak around for one of the calves. It was like watching the discovery channel. That day I also herd the cow cry and saw it get killed and there was nothing I could do about it because both wolves or cows would have killed me. About two hours after the wolf attack and I knew it was safe I went down to go play with the cows which was extremely stupid. I walked down a hill where the cows were and the cool thing was they weren't branded. I got a rock and through it at them so they know I was there.(when I was doing this I was on top of big rocks so they couldn't chase me.) I went down the pile of rocks and grabbed a stick as tall as me and started to scream and chase one. It got scared and ran a little bit, it stopped right next to a bull who was staring me down with a very evil look, like the bull was going to eat me. the cow started to moo. I didn't want to run away because I knew it would chase me.(I knew it would chase me from past experience) I started to walk away slowly and the bull started in my direction. I was about ten feet away from those high rocks and the bull was about twenty or thirty. I thought to my self could I climb up in time. I pretended to charge at the bull and it flinched but then started to chase me. I ran up the rocks and the bull was just waiting for me to come down. I didn't want to wait so I threw my stick at it and it ran away. I went down the rocks and started yelling at the cows with the stick in my hands until they were very far away.
After my fun with the animals it was late so I was on my way back to the cabin. when I got back it was already night. my uncle was there and he always goes for midnight drives looking for night creatures. I was tired but I still went. After about two hours of driving and seeing many animals we finally spotted a herd of elk. My uncle had a really bright flashlight. He wanted me to go with him to see the elk. We got out the car and started walking towards them. There had to be at least thirty of them. It was the most elk I have ever seen in my life. They were also very defensive but we didn't know that because every time we saw elk they ran. Well we had got very close to the elk and one elk stood out and stood there looking all high and mighty. My uncle turned off the light and looked how far we were from the truck it was about 100 yards. he flashed it on the main elk and made this weird noise. I hard it running towards us and I flashed the elk with the flash light . It stopped and my uncle started running. I didn't run right away I stood there and looked at it for 2 seconds turned off the light. It did another call and I heard it running towards us again. I started running and passed my uncle, jumped into the truck and when he turned on the truck the elk ran away. That was really fun when that happened.
In the morning it was time to start packing up and getting ready to leave. Before I left I went to go visit that one spot at the lake again took pictures and got chased by birds and I didn't out run them they pecked about three times. I guess I got what was coming for me, a little goodbye gift from the animals. I had a very fun time this year and now I cant wait to see what happens the next time I go up there......I hope it's no bear though.
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