On our last outing with the family in the mountains we were sitting around the campfire enjoying the evening. All of a sudden I heard this loud noise coming from the campsite next to us. I turned and saw six teenagers trying to put up their tent in the dark with only one flashlight
Picture this, two guys holding one end of the tent and two inside holding the tent up. The two guys outside kept trying to turn the tent. Soon the two guys inside fell… and down went the tent.
It was quite a show to watch. We tried not to laugh too loud so they couldn’t hear us. They did finally get the tent put up, after two hours of struggle and disagreements.
The story isn’t over. During the night we heard familiar sounds of animals of the night at the campsite next to us. Yes, it was the teenagers campsite. The next morning I looked out of the window and their campsite looked like a tornado had gone through it.
Racoons had made a visit. They told us they had looked out of the tent and saw a family of Racoons. We took pictures for our memory book.