Girls' Camp Day 3: 6-27

We woke up and finished packing. There was one optional activity we could do before we left: 200 FOOT RAPELL!! OF COURSE I did it! It was a long hike up and a long wait while some girls from other wards went. One girl's rope got stuck and it took like 15 minutes to get it unstuck. One little Beehive got to the edge and lost her nerve, she started crying. It was so sad!

It was FINALLY my turn! I was the last youth to go (some leaders were doing it too)

It got all set up and stood on the edge, my tennis-shoed toes clinging to the rock. I firmly grabbed the ropes with both hands, leaned back, and looked straight down. I smiled and said, "That's not too bad!" I walked down about 15 feet, then it was a sheer drop. I almost inverted, stopped myself from doing that, then lowered myself down, feet dangling. I gently pushed off the wall, and started spinning. Yeah, I was dangling 175 feet in the air and I was spinning out of control. I stopped my spin, started laughing, and let the rope slipe through my holey-groved hands until I got to the botton. My knees buckled a little, and I started laughing as I looked up my 200 foot journey. Matthew, Kaylee, and Brooke were waiting near the bottom.

I asked them how long I'd taken: 2-3 minutes. Matthew barely had time to get the camera out and take a very fuzzy picture of me.

I walked up the mountain for the last time to give my gear back. I went to the bathroom, came out, and found myself alone. Brooke, Kaylee, and Matthew had said they would wait...but alas, I walked down the mountainous trail to the parking lot, and found them among the other girls and leaders, lounging in camp chairs. I wasn't exactly... happy.

I got so carsick on the way home. We stopped at Subway for food. I felt like I was going to throw up, but my belly was empty. I downed an entire footlong in about 5 minutes, finishing before Matthew, Kaylee, Brooke, or Megan had finished their 6 inch sandwiches. SORRY! Adrenaline rushes make me hungry!

We hit the road again, and I had to tell myself not to throw up. We got to Bountiful and everybody got out to unload and go home. I couldn't stand up I felt so sick. I crawled out of the Expidition and took huge lungfuls of fresh oxygen. My mom was already there, putting my stuff in our car. I was dizzy and couldn't think, so I muttered a "thank you" to my leaders and sat in my car, still fighting to keep it down.

My mom took me home, and I got out, walked over to my dad, hugged him, and told him he had the most HARD-CORE daughter EVER!!

THAT WAS MY AWESOME

GIRLS' CAMP '09!