So I went camping the last two weekends with some friends. Two weeks ago we went to Forked Mountain, west of Little Rock about 50 miles. This past weekend another group of us went to Mount Magazine. Both were a lot of fun, but they were two different types of camping.
Forked Mountain was way out in the middle of no where. We kind of had to hike in about a mile (we didn't really though, we drove the truck around the gate and unloaded then drove out and hiked back). Our site was next to a little waterfall and a swimming hole. It was nice. It rained on us early Friday morning and didn't stop until about 10 a.m. We hiked along a creek to a cascade. We came back and swam in freezing cold water and were not that cold once we got out because of the fire and the weather was actually quite pleasant. At some point Friday night, sitting around the campfire, Mason managed to fall out of his chair and roll/slide down the hill about 15 feet. It was hilarious; he did save his beer, somehow.
Mount Magazine was an easier type of camping. We could not get a spot at the top of the mountain because of all the people there. We went down to the bottom and camped near Cove Lake. A small lake but it was very neat and we found open campsites. Basically we listened to the hog’s game, cooked dinner, Mason told ghost stories, and the next morning we got up, had breakfast and rushed out to get back to Little Rock for kickball.
It was a lot of fun. The next time I go camping will probably be an Atomic Catsicles campout in mid November. Our kickball team tends to get a little crazy so I'll probably have some funny stories when I get back from that one.
Forked Mountain was way out in the middle of no where. We kind of had to hike in about a mile (we didn't really though, we drove the truck around the gate and unloaded then drove out and hiked back). Our site was next to a little waterfall and a swimming hole. It was nice. It rained on us early Friday morning and didn't stop until about 10 a.m. We hiked along a creek to a cascade. We came back and swam in freezing cold water and were not that cold once we got out because of the fire and the weather was actually quite pleasant. At some point Friday night, sitting around the campfire, Mason managed to fall out of his chair and roll/slide down the hill about 15 feet. It was hilarious; he did save his beer, somehow.
Mount Magazine was an easier type of camping. We could not get a spot at the top of the mountain because of all the people there. We went down to the bottom and camped near Cove Lake. A small lake but it was very neat and we found open campsites. Basically we listened to the hog’s game, cooked dinner, Mason told ghost stories, and the next morning we got up, had breakfast and rushed out to get back to Little Rock for kickball.
It was a lot of fun. The next time I go camping will probably be an Atomic Catsicles campout in mid November. Our kickball team tends to get a little crazy so I'll probably have some funny stories when I get back from that one.
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