I’m at Deep Creek. Charlie got a call earlier today from Jason. He was here the first semester of my Freshman year. Well, he only lives 30 minutes down the road, so he met up with us and is going camping with us.
We set up camp, then drove to Cherokee and did some Go-Kart racing and played miniature golf. We also drove on the Blue Ridge Parkway and told scary stories.
But on the way back, Allen bought some little cigars and he and Vince have been smoking. Well, I guess they say they are only puffing on them, but I’m not sure of the difference. Perhaps I’m weird, but it makes me uncomfortable. I left and went on a walk. When I came back, they wanted to go for a walk. I was angry with them because of the cigars and for the fact that they peed on the ground and not in the restroom. I’ve been coming here for several years and I know beautiful young girls like Emily walk around on this holy ground in their bare feet. I couldn’t believe they would pee on the ground a few feet from the restroom. Who does that?
While on my walk, I was flooded with memories. Although it’s only been four years since I came here with Danny, Peter, Marcus, and Kevin, they are the ones who fit this place the best. My dear friends I’m with now don’t know the unspoken rules of this place. They don’t know how it’s supposed to work or how it’s supposed to feel.
While walking, I remembered precious moments with Syndi and Emily. I even remembered the days with Brandon and all he did was flirt with every girl he saw. Jonathan came with me once. Then all the family reunions I’ve had here.
But I think I had the most fun with Syndi. This land will always be tied to those precious days of us walking hand in hand in these woods.
These guys here now simply don’t belong. They have no idea. They don’t know what each mountain tree and rock means to me. This place is my home; as much as any other place in the world.