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“I encourage you to get lost sometime, it’s good for you” - Joshua Montesinos The leaves had freshly fallen to the ground and my jacket still smelt like smoke from the bonfire that was burning the night before. Already autumn was proving to be one of my favorite seasons. I love the cool fresh air and the forests transforming into a canvas of reds and oranges. However my favorite part of fall is our annual trip to my cousins farm house. The house and property have been in their family for over one hundred and seventy years.Their land consists of four fields, three ponds, several caves, and a river that flows through it. This year in particular we had finally found enough in us to camp out inside one of the caves on the western edge of the …show more content…
He felt the only way to safeguard himself from a nation who turned brother against brother, was to create a new home inside the west cave. He lived in the cave for two and a half years until one cold fall day his body was found floating down the river into one of the neighbors properties. While this family folk lore is intriguing, my cousins and I weren't the superstitious type, so when the idea to camp in the west cave came up we jumped on it. We made one final check of supplies before we left: two tents, three sleeping bags, several flashlights, and some matches to help start a fire. We spent a half day hiking to the western property line and setting our tents up inside the cave. We had already spent most of the day exploring the cave and the surrounding woods to help secure our bearings, and gather wood to start a fire later that night. As the sun began to set and the stars came out we began building a small fire to help keep us warm through the night and help anyone who might wander off in the middle of the night, if nature happened to call, find their way back to the

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