Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Blog 5


On my vacation we hiked up Indian head bluff. When we started there were two different paths one up a hill, the other one was flat. My dad decided to take the up path. It turned after ten minutes it went back down and then up and then fifteen minutes later, it faded out once but we found where it would have gone. My mom kept saying that we were on a game trail about fifty minutes later it met up with the main trail. Then ten minutes later we were at top and front. It was really windy and I didn't feel stable. I couldn't go anywhere near the edge.  I could see an inukshuk on  the very edge but I couldn't go near it. Then the wind really started to blow and we all started back, walking very fast. Then we we took the right path. Then we came to a split in the path my dad said to go right. We got going and the path went the wrong way so instead of going back or following the path to the end my dad decided we would cut across and go directly to the truck. We got there but it took longer than we thought.

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