WHO KNEW?! We ran and played on the land and explored the structures that remained on this piece of heaven we stumbled upon. Turns out, it was an old boyscout camp ground. We walked through the abandoned cafeteria & sat on the porch of the old trading post and talked about boys and life.
After about a half hour of feeling worlds away, we heard the barking of dogs and saw a pack of them in the distance. We jumped up off the porch and started running back down the trail that had led us there. We held hands the whole way. I don't remember slowing down until we crossed the creek. I remember falling over laughing at the adventure we had just had together. This is one of my fondest memories. It felt like a place only we knew about(though, it clearly wasn't). I remember feeling 10 again that day, and really needing that feeling more than ever.
Oh, did i mention we were 15 & 16? :)
One of those girls was Mrs. Paul Reiser... who is still my very best friend.