Camping (A little Mountain Climbing)

Mountain climbing is dangerous, but I would like to try it while camping on the main side. 

If I want to go mountain climbing, I need to practice it. If I do not practice, then I would fall and hurt myself while experiencing the mountain view. I will practice and practice until I think I will be safe to climb on a real mountain.

When it was time to go camping, I packed some food for eating, some change, in case I needed to rent a cabin (if it is raining), and I packed the tent. I have attached the tent to my backpack and put in some toys and camera. Now that I am ready to go camping, I prepare for the things that I use for mountain climbing. I need to prepare the hook for mountain climbing, the attachment, and the lock. I will wrap that up in a blanket because it might lacerate my other things.

Before I got in the car, I started to think about bringing an axe to the campground to cut some trees and get some sticks to start a fire to warm myself, but I thought about recycling, the environment, and trees, so I decided not to (essay writing about this: https://unigirl77.blogspot.com/2020/09/recycling-is-important-because.html ).

When I go camping, I would primarily use my Jeep car, but this time, I decided to drive my automatic driving Tesla to the campground. 

When I got to the campground, the first thing I saw was a flowing river, I thought the river was very beautiful so I wanted to take a picture of it! After I took the picture, I felt so happy that I wanted to jump in the water. I also saw a little mountain on the edge of the hill, I would practice on the little mountain before I go look for bigger mountains. I took a picture of the entire hill and smiled as big as I could. 

I put down my backpack and got out the things I need for mountain climbing. I got on the little hill and started climbing up. When I sat on top of the mountain, I felt as if I got a medal. I was very exhausted and very tired, so I climbed down and laid down on the soft grass. 

I set up the tent and attached the sticks to the tent to help keep the shape. I put in my blankets and the soft, fluffy mattress.

The next day, I saw a little cattle ranch while taking a walk. I opened the door of the farm and said,  "Hello?" "Hello?"  "Hello?" ...  The fire of the torch lightened...

But nobody answered, but just when I was about to leave, a boy called me from the roof "Hello, my princess, where are you from?" 

I did not answer, and just walked away, but I whispered "I AM NOT A PRINCESS ." That night, I drove my mini van back to my house and thought of the boy on the roof. I thought that he was from France, and why would he have a cattle ranch in the mountains? The answer awaits unseen.

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