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Movment
Discussing movement for Cardigan, things that could possibly be movement is the running lake, the town out of the site which has a amazing coffee shop I may add, the birds such as Bluejays and Robins, and the many insects such as beatles.
We started our treturose journey by getting onto the bus and heading to the dreaded mountain, Mount Cardigan. Me and the other victims arived an hour later, were met by a very delited camp councelore, The councelore leads us out the bus and huddles us to the grassy field. We played a “get to know eachother game” which was basically just a “we dont know who any of you are so lets play a game” sort of game. Wenst we finished we were once again huddled somewhere, the lodge building, where we all walked up several flights of stairs to get to our rooms. All exhausted by carrying heavy bags up about 7 flights of stairs we attempt to rest, but omediatly are met with yelling to get ready for the hike. Thats correct we went on a hike right away, not to mention a 5 mile hike and back spanning over 3 hours. We start this hike by going down a short trail and stopping so we could make a group name, my groups name of course was the Hairy Shreks, thought up by yours truly and maria julia. We all head out onto the trail, it started out ok but then it got steep, and slippery. So not even 10 minutes in I manege to fall down, scratching and bruising my knee, I still have a bruise. We continue the hike but then we stop on one part of the trail to take drinks and draw, we stayed there for atleast 10 minutes or more, we also played a game were we would try to find a clip, destroying the forest in the progress. We continue on. Having all of us been bruised and tired in some way we decide to stop at this small clif area to sit and look at the water fall, that part was exceptionally nice, we continue onwards but this time we walked even farther and farther, till I could barley feal my feet ankles down. Our final part of the trail, we stoped at this very calm rocky river to study and rest, for 5 minutes. Then we went all the way back. Half ways back I had fealt horrid, I could barley move, my group members pityed me so they let me go in front and supported me, I still feal grateful towards them. The end of the train, we were finally back, I had collapsed omeadiatly in pain. It was over, is what I thought. 10 minutes after we got back we started another trail. I could barley take it but I managed, finally wenst we got back we didnt get any free time for 10 minutes, only our group not the other ones. Finally free time, for one hour, one hour of freedom. The freetime though whence it did arrive I enjoyed, I could finally relaxe, talk to friends, maybe take a shower anything. Then the dinner came and it was better than I could have ever imagened. Then right after dinner when I thought I would get some more free time we had to get all sorts of stuff on to play a required game, I was already tried enough I just wanted to go to bed. After the game we finally could go back inside and sleep, nope we had to come right back downstairs to listen to a long story. By the time I had gotten to bed I wasnt tired anymore of course.
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