I was at Aeleah's house with Jeny, Jake, and Anna. We casually walked through the woods in her back yard, when we decided that it would be a good idea to go on a walk.
As we were walking down the road, laughing at every little thing, we came across what was supposed to be a yellow face painted on a telephone pole that said "have a nice day' on it.
Soon enough we came to the newly renovated culvert on Weymouth Rd, as stood on the waters edge. While talking in the peace, we noticed that Jake was missing. Though he hadn't gone far, just about 100 feet down the river, but due to a large tree, we couldn't see him. It was as we ventured back into the woods after Jake, is when the real fun began.
Jake was the first to notice something, was a little strange. Not only was there a perfectly built bridge across the river, there was also a small shack in the distance. As we made our way closer to this "house" multiple things happened, I overcame a fear (for a moment), feet got wet, shoes were lost to the mud, and we all got a little dirty.
When we arrived at the house, we were (and still are) rather as to what its purpose was. We noticed that there was a large pipe leading down what appeared to be a logging road, and up a large hill. So, naturally, we followed it. In the meantime, Jake asked a question that I will never forget..."What if, when we got to the end of this pipe, Obama jumped out and yelled YOU WON!?" I still haven't given him an answer...
Anyway, when we go to the top of the hill we found out selves at the edge of the strawberry field on Mayal rd. Instead of turning around and going home, we decided to take a few pictures to remember the event.
Which is what I'm going to do now. Sometimes, pictures speak louder than words.
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