Real Life: Red River Gorge

In the words of HEW, "Real Life: We're legit campers." We obviously made it back, and here's how it turned out for us. First of all, when we got there, the guys who we were meeting were waiting for us at the parking lot. They immediately started laughing at us when they saw what we had packed. When we asked what they were laughing about, they informed us that we were about to have to make a 30 minute hike to get to where we were actually camping. Our Vera Bradley duffle bags and styrofoam cooler turned out to be quite the opposite of things you'd like to carry for 30 minutes on rocks and through water. You may think that the guys would take them for us and it would all be okay. That is not real life. What IS real life is that the one boy who did decide to help us chose the cooler and ended up slipping, falling, and smashing it to pieces on a rock about 15 minutes into the hike. Then when we got there, HEW, JTL, and I decided to go down to the river and skip rocks. This was fun until JTL fell in trying to jump back to shore without getting her feet wet. Turns out a wet butt is worse. Luckily, the amount of laughter that followed from everyone set the mood for the rest of the night, and we had a blast. With this plus much more, camping is probably our favorite past time to say the least. We really will go again soon, but next time trust me we'll be prepared. Real Life: We survived Red River Gorge.