I took a little weekend trip down to Camp McDowell to spend some time with my mister man on his break during camp sessions, and I had THE BEST TIME. I haven't had this much fun in a while, and I fell hard for the place and a little more for my mister. I was going to humorously title the post "rocks," but I figured since I'm not in any of these pictures it's more of a post where you can see everything as I saw it: through my eyes. I know...I'm so deep.
The camp is incredibly beautiful, and I felt so alive being outside. I loved that I got to share that with Allen too, I feel so much closer to him since the camp means a lot to him. There was this bridge that we had to cross to go over a large creek, and I felt like Indiana frickin' Jones. I tried running across it as if I was being chased, but it was just Allen behind me probably waiting on me to trip over myself as the bridge bounced up and down. Allen then took me to a place called Tillers (It's another creek), and my wimp self actually got my lower half in the water (I'm TERRIBLE when it comes to cold water), and let the current pass over my legs and through my toes. I even had tiny, freckle sized leeches sucking on me for the first time which was really neat.
Another worthy mention was the drunkard that came in our cabin while we were sleeping. Allen and I had finished watching The Shining and were snuggled up seconds away from slumber when we heard footsteps. We looked up and saw a shadow of a figure in the cabin. Allen thought it was one of the other counselors, and when he called out his name he didn't answer. Allen turned on the lights, and a glossy eyed stranger was illuminated. The guy had Mardi Gras beads on, and just let out a slurred, "I'm sorry." Allen said there was a wedding going on up the hill and he must have been with them. Allen led him out and locked the doors. We kept the bathroom light on and snuggled in close, but it still took us a while to get back to sleep. It's funny to look back on now, but it was cuhreeeeepy when it happened. Maybe next post I'll have another fun story to share.
Till next time,
Jess
I love places like this and pictures like this. We share the same visual aesthetic. Glad you had fun.
ReplyDeletejess— these pictures are SO WONDERFUL! and i love how passionate you are about the entire adventure. going on a trip like this is so magical it's always hard to convey those special connections we make when we're alone with people we love to those on ~the outside~.
ReplyDeletei'm glad you had loads of fun and that nothing too scary happened with drunken stranger!
Glad you and the Mr are safe! Your photography is amaing!! An the camp is absolutely beautiful!! Maybe Gentleman friend an I will have to visit!! Sounds like a magical trip :3
ReplyDeleteAgain, wonderful photos. I really love the 6th one with the hangy moss stuff, it looks like fairy lights. It would have been even creepier if that guy had busted in while you were still watching the Shining. You know, right at the axe-through-door moment. Argh.
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